White Hand
i A Tale of t&9 Early Settlers
of Louisiana.
I BY AUSTIN C. BURDICK I
CHAPTER XVI.-iContinued.l
And ao, for the while, that darkest af
fliction u forgotten; but after Bimons
wound bad been properly dressed, it cam
back again, and the duel became only a
passing cloud that was aoon tout in the
deeper cause of grief. The excitement
waa gone, and the soul remembered now
te weep over the loss of Its loved ones.
For several days Simon Lobois remain
ed In his chamber, not showing himself
at all, save to Peter, who waited upon
olm; and when he became able to go out,
he seemed to take especial pains not to
be seen by the uncle and his guest. As
might be expected he cherished a bitter
hatred towards Goupart, but yet be had
deep consolation in the remembrance of
the heart-blow he had. InBicted upon the
youth. He knew Ooupart's sensitive na
ture, and he knew how deep and abid
ing were his affections, and knowing this,
he knew how keen must be the anguish
f the disappointed lover.
And during all this time Goupart St.
Denis .waa much alone, Wandering about
la the woods. Of course he had given
up the idea of going for Louise. It she
was married to Lobois, then the compan
ionship he would necessarily have with
her under such circumstances could only
make him more miserable, and, perhaps,
add lew pangs to her grief.
At the end of eight days Simon set out
an his return to hew Orleans. He did
mot see St. Denis, for the youth bad pur
fosely withdrawn himself.
"Yea will bring my child homer said
the old man, in broken, forced tone.
"Of course I shall, and I trust yon will
receive her kindly." 1
"KindlyT Alas, poor Louise! Hhe will
have need enough of kindness."
"What mean you now, slrf ottered
Simon, angrily.
"Nothing nothing," groaned the mar
quis, covering hla face with his hands.
"Only let me see her once more. Xou
will be kind to her, Simon V
"Of course I shall be. How could I be
otherwise?"
The eld man gased up Into his nephew's
face, but he made no reply; and when, a
few moments later, that nephew had tak
en his departure, he bowed his head and
wept.
CHAPTER XVII. 1 '
While the things Just narrated were
transpiring at the chateau, and at the dls
tant metropolis, how fared White Hand
nd his dusky princess?
Gradually White Hand became need to
the primitive fashions of the N etches,
and though be had many hours of sorrow
and grief, yet he showed only content
to the warriors. But te hie wife he was
not so reserved of his true feelings. She
sympathised with him in bis sadness, and
he even went so far as to assure htm
that If the honorsble opportunity ever
offered Itself for his escape to his own
people, she should not oppose his wishes.
Early one morning, the Great Sun re
ceived an Invitation to visit the settle
ment of the white men, and taking with
him aa escort of his trusty warriors, he
set out. It was past noon when he re
turned, and his brow was clouded, and
his stout frame shaken by a powerful
emotion. His first movement was to send
for White Hand. The youth went, and
found the Great Sun alone with Stung
Serpent.
"White Hand," he said, overcoming all
eotward signs of his deep emotions, "yon
must fast and pray. The hour is dark,
and evil comes upon m. The white man's
heart is hard, and his soul Is base. You
remember your pledge. Will you pray?"
"I win." answered White Hand. And
he was then dismissed.
As soon as the youth was gone, the
Great Sun started up from bis seat and
leaped down. His brow grew dark again,
nd his hands were clenched.
"Stung Serpent," he said, "go and sum
mon your council at once. Summon only
the wise men and the tried warriors, for
we want no women nor children now. Bid
them attend me here."
Stung Serpent asked no questions, but
with quick movements, be called up the
men who were fit for deep counsel, and
soon they were all collected in the place
of council. They knew that something
important bad happened, for never were
they thus called together save on occa
sion) of emergency.
"Wirrlors of the Natches, listen!" com
menced the Great Sun, speakiag calmly
and slowly, but with fearful emphasis.
"You know how the white men have
bused us how they have trampled npon
us, and how they have proved recreant
to every trust ws have reposed in them.
But you do not yet know the most wick
ed thing of all. The white chief has de
manded the beautiful village of the
White Apple! Ay he says the great
chief in the big village away towards the
salt water has demanded it I told him
he could not mean It, but he only laugh
ed at me. I told him we had lived here
in peace ever since we settled npon the
banks of the mighty river that oar tem
ple was here, and that here, in the quiet
ale, we had laid away the bodies of our
departed friends. And even at this he
scoffed, and swore hs would possess our
village."
As the Great Sua sat down, low mur
mur ran around the room, and angry ges
tures marked the movements of the dark
warriors. Stung Serpent started to his
feet, end In a moment all was silent The
towering chieftain gated around with
flashing eye, and when he spoke his voice
was like low thunder.
"Let the souls of the Natches be Arm
sow, and let the hearts of her warriors
be strong!" were his first words. "The
white man came to us, and we gave him
a hem. He asked as for land, and out
of our abnndance we gave him much. He
asked ns for friendship, and we gave him
onr whole hearts. But how has he repaid
ns for all our kindness? Where now Is
ur peeceT The white man calls the
Indian a secret foe. Why is it so? Be
csuse the pale faces are not to be trust
ed; because they speak fair when they
cheat us. Look around; look to year
homes, te yeur aacred temple, and to the
graves of your ancestors. Will yon give
all up? I can read your answers in your
looks at well aa in yeur words. Once
more, and I am done. Let the white men
be exterminated! Let them be swept from
ur land at once and forever!"
On the Best day messengers csme
from Chops rt, the commander of the
French fort, to learn what the Natches
had agreed upon. They were Informed
that they had not yet been able to agree
npon place te which to more, and the
Great Sua asked? twe months b which to
prepare, promising, meantime, to pay a
sew trifelte of corn to the French. This
message wae conveyed to Chops rt, and
he agreed to the terms, fondly believing
that in another spring bis people should
hare the rich land spoils of this fairest
hatches village.
And now ths work went 6fi slowly bud
surely. Word was tent to every tribe,
nd all were solemnly pledged. The day
was fixed npon which the fatal blow was
to be struck; and that there should be
no mistake, bundle of stlcka was pre
pared for each Tillage, corresponding in
number to the days that must elapse be
fore the death stroke. These bundles
were placed in their respective temples,
and each day the chief was to go in and
take one stick way. And when they
were ail goneen the day that aaw the
last stick removed the avengers Were to
strike.
From the shores of the Mexican gulf
to the Yasoo, and from the waters of the
Tombecbee to the Sabine, every warrior
was armed fbr the occasion, and eagerly
waiting the coming of the fatal moment.
The whites were watched at every step,
and each red man had his victim marked.
Slowly, one by one, as each succeeding
sun rolled ever, those fatal sticks were
removed, snd Chopart only waited pa
tiently for his rich prise.
One of the wives of the Great Sua was
called "Bras PlqueJ or Pricked Arm,
from the many strange devices which she
had marked upon her arms. Pricked
Arm loved the French, snd she failed not
to serve them on every occasion when
she could. She saw these secret meet
ings of the warriors, and her suspicions
were aroused. She knew of the demand
that bad been made for the village of the
White Apple, and she knew that these
meetings of the council were touching
that matter. She noticed the fierce looks
of the men, their angry gestures, and
their vengeful glances towards the
French fart, and she feared that tome
calamity was to befall her white friends.
Pricked Arm mad tip her miad to save
the French if possible, not only at
Natches, but at all other points; and to
this end she must net only put Chopsrt
on bis gaard, hut she must cause the
Natches to give premature alarm, and
thus the whites in other sections would
take warning, for she dared not attempt
to convey intelligence to other stations
for fear of being detected by her own
people. Her first movement was to make
her way to the temple, but she could not
gain access there, no womaa ever being
allowed within the sacred building. Two
nights In succession she skulked about
the place, but the warriors within, who
watched the holy fire, were too vigilant
far her. In this extremity she thought of
White Hand, and late one night she went
to him and called him ant.
"White Hand," she said, when they bad
reached the very tree under which the
Great Sun had once before spoken with
the youth, "have you the courage of a
warrior?"
"I have the courage of man," he re
plied, in astonishment
"Then can you keep an oath?"
"If it may be kept with honor."
"The oath which I require may, but I
will not ask it of you, for your own safety
will hold yon. Know, then, that there
Is a plot on foot for the massacre for
the entire extermination of every white
man, woman and child in the country.
And mark me this plot is deep and well
founded, and it moves on to Its consum
mation as surely as the now absent sua
moves on towards the morning."
"Ali-every one?" uttered White Hand,
in alarm.
"Yes. Every tribe haa the signal, and
the one fatal day is set. It is to be on
the day when our people pay their tribute
of corn. Every white man Is marked,
and unless something be done to thwart
the red men, the terrible blow must fall."
Louis clasped his hands, for bis
thoughts were of his father and of his
slater and of hla friend St Denis.
"Can there be no stop to this?" he
asked.
"Yes if you have courage."
"Then put me to it"
"Listen, v I can warn the people at
Natches, but that will not save the oth
ers. In the temple there is bundle of
cypress sticks. They sre hung by twe
thongs of bearskin back of the altar. In
that bundle there are as nanny sticks as
there are days between now and the fatal
blow; could w remove aeven of those
sticks, the Natches would make a prema
ture attack. The people at the fort would
be prepared. In other places down the
river, and on the great salt lake, the red
men will mistrust nothing, and while they
wait eagerly for the passing of the next
seven days, the alarm can be spread. Do
you understand?"
"Perfectly," returned White Hand.
"And will you do It?"
"I will try, even to the death."
"Good. But let it be soon."
By different paths the two returned to
the village, Pricked Arm retiring to her
own dwelling, while the youth apent some
time In walking thoughtfully about the
great square. When he at length entered
his own dwelling he found his wife
asleep, but he did not Join her. He spent
some time In walking up and down the
place, and hla face betrayed the deep anx
iety that moved within him. He had
marked the Mem, angry looks of the
stout warriors, and he had noticed their
frequent councils, but he did not dream
that such a dreadful plan had occupied
their thoughts. He fancied they were,
t most, only plsnning sorn means for
self-defense. But now the truth was ap
parent His father waa In danger all
his countrymen were In danger. Thus h
wss walking up and down the apartment,
when hla wife awoke and looked for him.
"White Hand," ahe said, sitting up in
the bed, "why walk yoa thus when the
night is wsningf
"1 was thinking of my home, Coqualla."
The princess arose and approached her
husband.
"And thon art sad," ah murmured,
looking up into hla face.
"Yes, Coqualla very sad. I would go
into the temple and pray."
"Then why go you not in?"
"Because I cannot gsin admittance
there. I am not warrior, and Bon but
warriars are admitted there."
"But thoa art by marriage Little
Sun of the Natches. and as such, thou
canst demand admission there, and none
hall dure refute the. Take thy offer
ing of walnnt wood and go. Say to the
guardlana there, 'I come as a Sun ef the
Natches, and I would pray to the Great
Spirit Accept my offering, and open
to me the way.' They will not dare re
fuse the."
As Coqualla spoke she went to the fire
place, and from th wood ther piled np
she selected ten sticks of walnut, from
which she removed the bark. It waa a
religious law, given by th first Great
Sun, that only walnut wood should be
used for the sacred fir of th temple, and
that the bark must be carefully removed
before It wsa earried In. White Hand
took the wood la his arm sad wwnt to th
temple, and whea he reached th door, he
demanded admission as a LKtl Sun of
th Natches, and after some questions
he was admitted. Ha carried his offering
to th altar, and en of th priests plac
ed some of it upon the fir.
After Whit Hand had deposited hla
offering, his next movement waa to step
towards th back part of the temple and
kneel down. Th warrior-priest who
turn It waa now to watch, stoei aad
gased upon the youth' for awhile, aad
the turned his attention to his fir. Still
kneeling. Whit Hand looked about him,
aad cloee to him, against th wall, he
saw th bundle ef cypress sticks. Seven
of the watchers slept, and only oae was
awake. Slowly the youth worked his
way U (hs wall, still oa his kace. Th
tick I hung loosely in th thongs: ! n
could reach them where he waa. He cast
his eyes towards th watcher, and that
individual was poking up the fire. Quick
ly the youth raised his hand and counted
out seven sticks. His heart beat quick,
but he thought of his father, and his
nerves were strong. Silently he withdiew
the fatal time-tellers, and hid them be
hind him. The watcher still worked np
on the fire. With quick movemeut,
White Hand placed the ends of the sticks
in his bosom, and forced them down with
in the clothing nntil they lay along bis
side, reaching from the arm pit to the
knee. Then he arose, and having walked
about a few moments with as careless an
air aa he could assume, he left the tem
ple. After breakfast the next morning
Stung Serpent came In, as waa hia wout
He lighted his pipe, and after smoking
for some time In silence, he looked up.
His brow was clouded, and his counte
nance wore sad, moody expression.
"White Hand," he said, "are th
French very forbearing people In their
own country r
The youth imagined he aaw the old
chiefs drift and after a moment's
thought, he replied:
"Not under wrong, my father."
"I thought not But suppose another
people should com upon their soil, seize
the home of their subjects, steal their
cattle, rob them of their rights and des
ecrate their temples?"
"Then the French would drive them
off," answered the youth, quickly.
"And they would drive them off with
the sword and gun, eh?" .
"Yea."
"And put all to death they could find?"
"No, mjr father only such aa held out
tn resistance."
"But have not the French put whole
great villages to the sword, as they call
ft, and murdered all?"
With a shudder, the youth answered in
the affirmative. Stung Serpent gased
sharply into Whtle Hand's face, but be
could see no mark of suspicion there. He
smoked away awhile longer in silence,
and then he arose and left
"What does he mean?" asked Coqualla.
after her father had gone.
"I do not know unleSa he deslies to
know how much consistency my people
have," returned White Hand.
"I fear our warriors meditate some re
venge upon the white. But you need
not fear, dearest one, for no harm shall
come to you."
A the bright-eyed princess thus spoke,
she threw her arms about her husband's
neck. He kissed her, but he dared not
whisper the terrible thing he knew not
but that b would trust her, but he had
sworn that he would not.
(To be continued.!
JAPANESE SCHOOLS.
The Panrlae Klnadom Has Adopted
Wester a We ye af train in j Chi! il ren.
Japanese children used to alt upon
their heels In the school-room, grouped
round their master on the soft watting,
chanting together their Iroha, or read
ing in concert the wise maxims from
their readers which have been the men
tal food of countless generations of
their race. A change has come, and
now they sit on benches before desks
in Western fashion, though they do not
think this method of sitting very com
fortable, and are glad on returning
home to indulge In the usual squat
But they still recite In concert, In. a
monotonous sort of chant the Iroha
(ee-ro-hah), which corresponds to our
alphabet
Under the former system of school
ing, all Japanese children learned to
read and write the Hlragana charac
ters, and to calculate; and It was an un
heard of thing for a grown person to
be unable at least to read and write,
and do simple calculation. They were
seldom sent to school before the age
of seven, and were not hard pressed
in their studies. In learning to write,
they were acquiring the dexterity of
finger and wrist needful in drawing,
and without doubt their method of
writing is one of the traits which have
tended to make the Japanese a nation
of artistic tendencies. A soft paper is
used, and a brush instead of a pen.
Care and exactness are necessary, ow
ing to the nature of the materials, and
it is impossible to use the hand In a
cramped or stiff position; hence free
dom and grace of movement result The
child holds the paper In one hand and
the brush in the other; the whole arm
works, motion coming from the shoul
der, elbow, and wrist as well as from
the finger muscles. The paper, as soon
as touched absorbs the Indian Ink with
which he writes. The child thus finds
It necessary to touch with precision
and care, and acquires insensibly a cer
tain power of drawing In this precise
touch and In the exercise of the arm
and hand muscles.
Western principles in education as
well aa Western school furniture have
been adopted In the Sunrise Kingdom.
The Arabic numerals, 1, 2, 8, etc., ar
used; for the Japanese at once recog
nized the advantage of these signs for
numbers instead of their own cumber
some ones. Maps, charts, diagrams,
are seen on the school-room walls, ob
ject lessons are given; and foreigners,
bearing the children's recitations, even
though not understanding their speech,
recognize that the young Japanese are
getting some good results of modern
civilisation.
In the government colleges the stu
dents eat food prepared In Western
style, using knives and forks and spoons
Instead of chop-sticks, and sleep on beds
Instead of on the matting. When beds
were first introduced, in a few cases
they were not supplied with mattresses,
and the officials. Ignorant that these ar
ticles were a necessity, required their
unfortunate students to sleep on the
hard wooden slats covered only by two
or three quilts; so between the tortur
ing beds by night and the uncomfor
table, because unusual, position of sit
ting by day, the poor students had a
hard time of It It was not wonderful
that they thought the foreigners' ways
absurd and barbarous! St Nicholas.
Qualified.
"But, mamma." said the beautiful
South American heiress, "do you be
ll evo I will have any trouble in being
received in society In the Cuited
States r
"I don't see why," answered her
mother. "You have plenty of money
and yoa can make the best of them
look like (mall change when It comet
to being a daughter of the revolution."
Fallewlac th Route.
Hamo actorre Yea. I always take a
short walk after the show.
Mr. Knowsitt-To the next town?
Baltimore Americas.
HUMOR OF THE WEEK
STORIES TOLD BY FUNNY MEN
OF THE PRESS. ,
Odd, Cartons and Lang-liable Phases
of Hainan Natare Graphically Por
trayed by Eminent Word Artist of
Onr Owa Day A Budget of Van.
Harold-That is Besaler, the famous
Inventor of the triple expansion engine,
the automatic double back action, re
versible, rapid Ire gun, the compound
electro hydro heated dynamo, the
Rupert But he looks distracted.
Harold-Yes; he can't Invent a plua
slble excuse to give his wife for being
late, and he daren't go home. .
Genius Indeed
Ida Mabel Is a genius.
May In what way?
Ida Why, she never throws any
thing away. When her black gloves
got too old she cut them up and made
beauty spots.
"She's all the world like a ball of
twine."
"Indeed T'
"Yes so wrapped up In herself."
Safer than th Turf,
"How Is it we don't see much of
young Pursethln these days?"
"Oh, be Is lutereated In a 'get-rtch-qulck'
scheme."
"I thought he was In love?"
"That's right He's trying to marry
the trust magnate's daughter."
Very Lean.
"Are yer really so empty, pardfl In
terrogated Sandy Pikes.
"My boy," replied Jewsharp George,
"I can only compare me stomach wid
one thing."
"What Is dat?" ,
"A poet's purse,"
Explained.
"Yes, the stork brought us a baby
brother."
"But he Is so small."
"Well, you see, the flues are so small
In our bouse I don't guess the stork
could get a larger one down the chim
ney." Too steal iatie.
"What is the trouble now?" growled
the manager of the "Uncle Tom's Cab
In" company.
"Why," replied the excited call boy,
" 'Liza says the Ice looked so natural
that her feet were frost-bitten,"
Railroad Transformation.
"Yes, stranger," drawled the up
state farmer, "that train Is loaded with
butter."
"But I thought It was a milk train?"
Interposed the otty man,
"So it was, but coming down the
mountain It left the track, and when
It got back again all the milk had
been churned into butter."
Pnttinar It Delicately.
"There are Just as good fish in the
tea as ever were caught."
"But you never cared much for fish,
lid your
Timely Advice,
Cully-Waot are yer a doin", Chlm
mle? . -. '.
Chlmmle I'm a tryln' ter write a
poem to me gurL but I can't git any
wurd ter rime wid Lizzie.
Cully-Dafs easy. Try diszy. X got
dat from dls cigar yer gave me.
Limited Practice.
"The lecturer spoke slowly, almost
painfully, as one not accustomed to
talking." , 4
"Well, I don't wonder at that You
see, he has been married thirty-three
years."
Why Beavca Is Desirable.
"Do all babies com from hear an V
Inquired Johnny as he gased at his
new brother.
"Yes, I suppose so," said his mother.
"No wonder It Is heaven," remark
ed Johnny.
Somewhat Dlff.reat,
Clara Did papa give assent
Tom No. He said he had no objec
tion to our getting married, bnt not a
cent would he give us.
Mot All la Bias.
"Johnnie," said his mother, severely,
"some one has taken a big piece of
ginger bread out of the pantry."
Johnnie bluahed guiltily.
"Oh, Johnnie," she exclaimed. "I
didn't think It was la you."
"It atn't all." replied Johnnie. "Part
ef It's In Elsie."
Her Iaaaaiaattoav,
"That young lady must have a very
Tlvld Imagination," said Willi Wlsh-
lngton.
"What makes you think So?"
"Every time I tell her a story she
says she Imagines she has heard II be
fore." Washington Star.
eeret of Sacceaa,
Green What are yon doing now
Brown Running a grocery.
Green Making a success of it?
Brown Well, yes la a small weigh.
fm7.M
V
The Uttra-C aulas.
"now provokliigl I wanted to take
our bulldog out riding aul now I have
to wa.t until the maid cleans u:s tee.h!"
"WLat is the trouble, Mabel?"
"Why.'h bit a trampsChicago
News.
The Grabber.
R driek I think our minister was tco
severe. The rich trust magnates may
get to heaven after all.
Van Albert You are right If they
g.t there they will be after all, just like
on earth.
Ft rone Objection.
"I am going to give the baby a ro
mantic middle name," said Mrs. Stubb.
"Well, I guess not," Interposed her
stern spouse; "when be gets big enough
he'll think be can write poetry and
we'll have to support him."
Similarity."
Jewsharp George I suppose after
yer rolled around in de street an' got
fu.l Lf mud de lady In the wayside cot
tage thought yer bad been Intoxicated.
Cinder CfcaHIe Not at alL I told
her I had been rid.a' in a racln' auto
mobile. Fitted Graveyards,
Etulb They will soon have the un
derground trolley cars In New York.
Penn That is nothing new. The trol
ley cars have been carrying people un
derground ever since they were in
vented. In tea Far Wee.
"Why was that hotelkeeper so angry
with the advance agent of 'Uncle Tom's
CauluT queried the tourist in Eagle
Eye.
"Why, the galoot only wanted to let
two members of the company put up
thar," responded Amber Pete.
"But two members were better than
none."
"No; these twp members were the
dogs."
Nothing- to Bay.
"01 say, Mulligan, pwhat kotnd av a
foreigner la that Allow peddling ruga?"
"He's a Turk, me bye."
"Well, I talked to him for tin min
utes awn nlver a word hos he spoken."
"Btdad, maybe he's phwat they call
an 'unspeakable Turk.' "
On His kaeea Ha Swore.
"Did you say Mr. Spooner swore all
sort of things on his bended knees
last night?"
"Yes. There was an upturned tack
on the carpet Just where he kneeled."
Didn't Use Any,
"They've formed the 'soap trust' '
"Well, It won't hurt us."
Innocent Tommy.
Mr. Callow What a funny little hole
In the sofa! It looks like some one had
been boring.
Tommy Maybe you did It, Mr. Cal
low.
Mr. Callow I?
Tommy Yes. I heard sister say you
wre a bore.
In Chicago,
"So they fined the little man f 100 for
endangering human life?"
"Yes, and the other one was fined $26
for almost causing the death of three
people."
"How was It he got off so easily?"
"Oh, he's a chauffeur."
Careful ef Her Candy.
"Now, dear," said mamma to litths
Edna, who bad just beea presented
with a box of candy, "you must ask
ono of your little playmates to share
It with you."
"Well," rejoined Edna, after a mo
ment's serious thought "I'll ask Ma
bel, 'cause candy makes her tooths
hurt an' she cpn't eat much."
Not So Bad Off.
"I hear your father is 111," said a
neighbor to 8-year-old Nettie. "What
has he got?"
"Him's dot a doctor," replied the lit
tle miss.
Strength Needed.
"I don't see why officers in the army
should be required to be strong. They
don't have to do any lifting."
"No, but they have to carry so
many medals."
Seasaarlnc
She Let as stop dancing. My hair
is coming down.
He Never mind. I'll pick it up.
Awfully Old.
"How old Is your grandfather?" ask
ed a visitor of small Willie.
"I don't know." reolied Willie, "but
be must be awful eld; he's been a round
here ever since I can remember."
Alloa Santas White Man,
A city employe tells the story of an
officeholder whe was one of a party
that attended the funeral of a China
man on a recent Sunday. He took a
great deal of Interest In the queer ser
vice at the grave, and noticed that,
among other things, a roasted duck
was t there by th departing m earn
ers. Calling one of the "Chinks" aside, he
asked:
"Why da you leave that duck on th
grave? Do yoa think the dead man will
come out and eat It?"
"Yeppee," replied the Boxer sympa
thiser; "alle samee as le whltee deaJee
man come outee and smell ee flowers!"
Spare Moments.
Misleading- Not lea.
"You're too early with that bill."
"Why, your sign reads: 'All bills
paid on the 10th.' "
"Tee; but that refers to the tenth
month, my friend, and th year Is new
ret!" Atlanta Constitution.
In an argument the long-winded man
succeeds either In convincing hla op
ponent or la making him tired
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5OLD3
i FAVORITES i
The Wearing of the Green.
0, Paddy dear, and did you hear th
new that's going round?
Th shamrock is forbid by law to grow
on Irish ground.
Saint Patrick's day no more we'll keep,
his colors can't be seen,
For there's a cruel law against th wear
ing of th green.
I met with Napper Tandy, aud he took
me by the hand.
And he said, "How's poor old Ireland,
and bow does ahe stand ?"
She's the most distressful country that
ver yet was seen,
They ar hanging men and women for
th wearing of the green.
Then sine th color w must wear la
England's cruel red.
Sure Ireland's sons will ne'er forget th
blood that they have ahed,
Yoa may take the shamrock from your
hat and cast it on the sod,
But 'twill take root snd flourish there,
tho' underfoot 'tis trod.
When lsw can atop the blades of grasa
from growing aa they grow,
And when the leavea In summer time
their verdure dare not Show,
Then I will change the color that I wear
m my caubeen,
Bat till that day, please God, I'll stick to
wearing of the green.
But lf at last our color should be torn
from Ireland's heart,
Her sons with shame and sorrow from
their dear old Isle will part;
I've heard whisper of country that
lies beyond the sea.
Where rich and poor stand equal in the
light of freedom's day.
O, Erin! must we lesve you driven by a
tyrant's hand?
Must we ask a mother's blessing from a
strsnge snd distant land?
Where th cruel cross of England shall
nevermore be seen.
And where, please God, we'll live and die
till wearing of the green.
The Old Armchair.
I lor It I love it! and who ahall dare
To chide me for loving that old arm
chair?
I've treasured It long as a sainted prize,
I've bedewed It with my tears, I've em
balmed it with my sighs;
'Tie bound by a thousand banda to my
heart;
Not a tie will break, not a link will start;
Would know th apell? A mother sat
there!
And a sacred thing Is that old arm chair.
In childhood's hour I lingered near
The hallowed seat with listening ear;
And gentle words that mother would give
To fit me to die, and teach me to live;
She told me that show wou,ld never
betide
With truth for my creed, and God for
' my guide;
She taught me to lisp my earliest prayer
Aa I knelt beside that old arm chair.
I aat and watched her many day,
When her eye grew dim, aud her locka
were gray;
And I almost worshiped her when she
smiled,
And turned from her Bible to bless her
child.
Years rolled on, but the last one sped,
My idol was shattered, my earth star
fled!
I learnt how much th heart can bear,
When I saw her die In er old arm chair.
'Tis past, 'tis past! but I gas on it now
With quivering breath and throbbing
brow;
'Twas there ahe aursed me, 'twas there
she died,
And memory (lows with lava tide.
Say It la folly, and deem me weak,
Whilst scalding drops start down my
cheeks;
But I lev It I love It and cannot tear
My soul from a mother's old arm chair.
Eliza Cook. ;
Triumphant in One field.
That a girl cannot throw a stone,
daive a nail or spin a top as success
fully as a boy Is pardoned, by a writer
In the Washington Post, because she
can accomplish one marvelous feat
which, he declares, no man or boy can
ever equal.
There is one thing no man could
ever accomplish, even lf he were a
noted contortionist, and that. Is but
toning a waist that has the buttous
sewed on the back!
A man doesn't live who could but
ton a shirt up the back without going
mad. I have watched my wife, and
every time she accomplishes this feat
of buttoning her waist In the back the
feeling comes over me that, after all,
compared with women, men are a lot
of Impatient and worthless beings.
Why, I can't button It standing behind
her with both hands free. I tried oue
evening, when we were tn a hurry. I
won't say that there were a million
buttons, each about as big as a piu
head, but there were a good many of
them.
"Look here," said I, "let me fasten
that dress," and I began, 'in five min
utes I had buttoned three buttons, and
my wife remarked that I was not mak
ing much progress, and In two minutes
she had faatened every one of them.
A woman's arms must be put In
very free la their sockets to permit of
her reaching back that way, and slip
ping those tiny buttous into the but
tonholes without ever getting red In
the face or trying to kick the eat or
doing anything like that
Women may not be deft in a few
little things that there's no occasion
for them to be deft In, but for pattenee
and self-control men cannot compete
with them.
No Dividend, No Salary.
The directors In German companies
get so salaries unless the annual divi
dend exceeds four per cent., and the
limit they may receive is etl.OoO s year.
The law forbids the manager of a com
pany being a member of Its brard.
Detailed statement must be printed for
stockholders prior to a stockholders'
meeting.
Women la Dublin Cniverslry.
Women. It la reoorted. about tn
be admitted to graduate at Lub'.iu Uni
versity. Let tar Are Reversed.
In north Wales the Welsh word for
now" is "rwsn." In south Wales It Is
"rwaa" spelt backwards viz, "uawr."
After a maa passes fifty, nothing is
the show line Is very good
GEO. P. CROWELL,
Suceeaior toI.L Smith,
Oldest EntablUhed Hens, la the f allay.
DEALER IN
Dry Goods, Groceries,
Boots and Shoes,
Hardware,
Flour and Feed, etc.
This old-established house will con
tinue to pay cash for all its goods; it
pays no rent; it employs a clerk, but
does not have to divide with a partner.
All dividends are made with customers
In the way of reasonable prices.
Lumber
Wood,
Posts, Etc.
Davenport Bros.
Lumber Co.
Have opened an office in Hood River.
Call and get prices and leave orders,
which will be promptly filled.
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