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Show THE INDEPENDENT. William F. Gibson, - - . Editor. E. N. Jordan, Business Manager, i Entered tka Poat OfBoa at BprlncrlU, Utah for trmmmlulon tbrough Ihm maila mm aomd-alaaa mnttar. Issued Every Thursday Morning. TERMS OF ICBSCEtPTIOH. One Year $2.00 Six Months 1.00 Three Months to ASK FOB ADVERTISING RATES. A POSER FOR MARKSMEN. Tb Kccmtrlt Flight of (he ttoodrark Hake Him Almost Impossible t Hit. The peculiar habit of the woodcock and his corkscrew flight make him probably the most diflcult of winged marks. In the daytime he remains always al-ways in thickets, copses or cane-brakes. He must have ground upon which to sleep and and in winch to do his occasional occa-sional daylight boring, and moist ground generally means always dense undergrowth. Indeed, some of the places most favored by the woodcock are so thickly overgrown that a rabbit finds difficulty in getting through. In such places the hunter send in his cocker spaniel, if he has one, knowing that the dog will flush the bird with his shrill, constant barking, and trusting trust-ing to luck to get a shot as the woodcock wood-cock clears the tops of the trees or canes. Generally, however, a man and a pointer may work their way through almost anything that grows in shape of woods and entangling vines, and it must be admitted that the difficulties of it lend to the sport a peculiar fascination fas-cination that does not pertain to any other form of American shooting, it is characteristic of the woodcock that he will not fly far horizontally when disturbed. H does not see well, even In the shadow of the oaks and cypresses, cy-presses, and he fears that if he lets himself out in a straight line he will run into something. At night he sees as well as an owl. His flight, consequently, conse-quently, when he rises before the heavy tread of the pointer's owner, or before the yelp of the spaniel, is confined con-fined to a spiral shoot straight upward and a drop to earth almost as perpendicular. perpen-dicular. If not struck he will hit the ground probably not more than fifteen yeards from where he left it. In cane or other kinds of swamp he might as well be a hundred yards away, so far as any chance of shooting him is concerned. con-cerned. The flight is nothing like so fast as the buzzing dart of the quail or the wide-swinging zigzag of the jacksuipe, but it is highly eccentric. Judging .Machines. FVr registering the results of a foot race the human eye and voice seem sometimes painfully inadequate. Close contests of this kind will doubtless end more pleasantly when the new "judging machine." described by the Golden I'enny, comes into general use. The machine, which was invented i7 an Australian, Is designed to be placed at the finish line, and consists of a light metal frame partitioned into two or more divisions, each about four feet wide. On the top of the frame stands a small cabinet containing numbered divisions corresponding to the numbers num-bers of the tracks. The instant the first man passes through his division a shutter falls, disclosing his track number. The other numbers are immediately im-mediately locked, except when the machine ma-chine is set for final heats. In this case a small cylinder is attached to the machine, and a hammer heaJ strikes a mark on the revolving cylinder cylin-der as the men finish. Thus the exact positions of all the competitors can be told to a nicety. The same inventor has originated an automatic judging machine for bicycle rates. It consists of fine, light metal strips placel in a small trench about two inches wide, which is sunk across the track at the finish. During the last lap these strips, which are coated with enamel, are placed in position by means of a lever, and the first wheel to cross receives five marks. In crossing, however, it displaces one of the strips, and the next wheel, therefore, only receives four marks, the third three, and so on. Small Coin in Great Deniand. V'.-.ie has been no relaxation of the demand for fractional silver, and the situation, according to treasury officials, offi-cials, is likely to get worse rather than better. All the uncurrent and defaced de-faced coins have now been coined up, and the treasury is at the end of its resources. When Secretary Gage took hold in March, 1897, he had 116,000,-000 116,000,-000 in subsidiary coin. That sum has steadily declined, until now there Is less than $3,000,000 in the possession of the treasury, and this is scattered over the country. The demand for small coins continues from all sections, sec-tions, and there has been found no authority au-thority of law to purchase bullion to supply the demand. The secretary last year suggested to congress that he be given authority to use the seigniorage for subsidiary coinage, but the only response was to direct the coinage of nil this seigniorage into silver dollars. There will be a scarcity of small change until congress acts. Her Real Charm. A Scotch farmer, says London Answers, An-swers, who was a bachelor and a little past his prime, finding his comforts in li'e rather meager on account of his indigent circumstances, decided that 'he best thing he could do was to marry a certain middle-aged neighbor cf his who did not lack for money. He went, wooed and won, and his estate soon took on an air of greater prosperity. pros-perity. One of the first purchases he made with his wife's money was a horse. When he brought it home he called his wife out to see it. After admiring the animal she said: "Well, Sandy, if it hadna been for my siller it wadna hae been here." "Jenny," replied Sandy, "if it hadna been for yer piller, ye wadna hae been here yer- Bluejackets In a Hansom. When two handsome, smooth-faced, smiling young bluejackets jumped into a hansom for a little spin, they settled set-tled back into the cushions with evident evi-dent enjoyment of sitting thus in the stern sheets instead of laboring at tha oar. The cabman let down the windows win-dows on both sides to give the boys plenty of air. Then he mounted to hia seat, and away they went, rounding the first corner they came to close-hauled close-hauled on the starboard tack, and sailing sail-ing down Broadway at forty knots an hour. An Overworked Woman. A woman died in Atchison a few years ago who had boarded every day of her married life, and who never sot out of bed before 9 o'clock in the morning. morn-ing. Still, her folks look reproachfully at the bereaved husband and say that "Poor Susan was worked to death." Ate hisc-a Globe. IFOR BOYS AND GIRLS SOME GOOD STORIES FOR OUR JUNIOR READERS. The King;' Plan Stealing a Bei' Cab A Uueet Insect red by Native of Brazil a a Surgical Intrnmnt Composition on Breathing. Two Singers. Two singers there were, and one was like To a queen In her royal gown With a stately step, and pride agleam In the deep of her eyes a brown; And one was a face with a gentler grace, Byes that borrowed the schoolday tint Of a Utile sunbonnet of blue. One was a singer of great renown. Now stirring the blood with a note. Now charming the ear with cultuitJ tones That came from her shapely throat; And one was a singer of songs of love. And she knew not the ways of art; But she sang right on past the ear and poured Rich melodies 'round the heart. Two tributes of song, and one was lost In the deafening volley of cheers; And one throbbed on when the singer was gone. And the answer was silence and tears. Ah! many the day that passed since then. And the singers who are not; But memory holds to a little song. And the other forgot; forgot! Brooklyn Standard Union. The King's Plan. A long time ago there lived a king who took great delight in teaching his people good habits. One night he put I large stone in the middle of the road near hie palace and then watched to see what the people who passed that way would do. Early in the morning a sturdy old farmer named Peter came along with his heavy ox cart loaded with corn. "Oh, these lazy people!" he cried, driving his oxen to one side of the road. "Here is this big stone right in the middle of the road, and nobody no-body will take the trouble to move it." And he went on his way .scolding about , the laziness of other people, but never thinking of touching the stone himself. Then came a young soldier, singing a merry song as he went along. A gay feather was stuck in his hat, and a big sword hung at his side; and he was fond of telling great stories of what he had done in the war. He held his head so high that he did not see the stone, but stumbled over It and fell In the dust. This put an end to his merry song, and as he arose to hl3 feet he began be-gan to storm at the country people. "Silly drones!" he said, "to have no more sense than to leave a stone like that In the middle of the road!" Then he passed on, but did not sing any more. An hour later there came down the road six merchants with their goods on pack horses, going to the fair that was to be held near the village. When they reached the stone the road was so narrow that they could hardly drive their horses between it and the wall. "Did you ever see the like?" they said. "There is that big stone in '.he road, and not a man in all the country but that is too laay to move it!" And so the stone lay for three weeks; it was in everybody's way, and yet everybody left It for somebody else to move. Then the king sent word to all his people to meet together on a certain day near his palace, as he had something to tell them. The day came, and a great crowd of men and women gathered in the road. Old Peter, Pe-ter, the farmer, was there, and so were the merchants and the young soldier. "I hope the king will not find out what a lazy set of people he had around him," said Peter. And then the sound of the horn was heard, and the king was seen coming toward them. He rode up to the stone, got uown from his horse and said: "My friends, it was I who put this stone here three weeks ago. It has been seen by every one of you, and yet every one has left it just where it was, and scolded his neighbor for not moving it out of the way." Then he stooped down and rolled the stone over. Underneath the stone was a round hollow place, in which was a small iron box. The king held up the box so that all the people might see what was written on a piece of paper fastened to it. These were the words: "For him who lifts the tone." He opened the box, turned it upside down, and out of it fell a beautiful beauti-ful gold ring and twenty bright gold coins. Then every one wished that he had only thought of moving the stone instead of going around it and finding fault with hia neighbor. There are many people still who lose prizes because be-cause they think It easier to find fault than to do, the work which lies before them. Anon. Faithful Elephant. An old elephant taken into battle on the plains of India was a standard-bearer standard-bearer and carried on his huge back the royal ensign, the rallying point of the Poona host. At the beginning of the fight he lost his master. The "mahout" or driver had just given the word to halt, when he received a fatal wound and fell to the ground, where he lay under a heap of slain. The obedient elephant stood still while the battle closed around him and the standard he carried. He never stirred a foot, refusing to advance or retire, as the conflict became hotter and fiercer, until the Mahrattas, seeing the standard still flying steadily in its place, refused to believe that they were being beaten, and rallied again and again around the colors. And all this while, amid the din of battle, the patient pa-tient animal stood straining its ears to catch the sound of that voice It would never hear again. At length the tide of the conquest left the field deserted. The Mahrattas swept on in pursuit-of the flying foe, but the elephant, like a rock, stood there, with the. dead and dying around, and the ensign waving In its place. For three days and nights it remained where its master had given the command to halt. No bribe or threat could move it. They then sent to a village, 100 miles awayand brought the mahout's little son. The noble hero seemed then to remember how the driver had sometimes given bis authority to the little child, a&d immediately, with all the shattered trappings clinging as he went, paced quietly and slowly away. Stealing a Bear's Cobs. It is perhaps rather amusing to steal a pair of whimpering bear cubs and jarry them off, but in one case, recorded record-ed in Current Literature, the travelers a-bo engaged in the pastime found the grief of the mother too real to allow them to persist in the fun. They were a professor and five seniors from an eastern college, and the scene of their adventure was the Seneca Indian reservation, res-ervation, near the line between Pennsylvania Penn-sylvania and New Tork. They came upon a couple of little cubs snuggled away in the bush, and scarcely realizing realiz-ing what mey did carried them to tfcalr boat and covered them with a coat. Then they hastily pushed off and paddled pad-dled up stream to be farther from the Infuriated mother when she should discover dis-cover her loss. The little fellow- kept p a continual erying, BVoon a plunge caused the tracers to look back, and there was.ii old bear puff- Ing and fioundei ing across in search o her babies. The almost human intelligence intel-ligence and solicitude she displayed made it no easy matter to persist in the abduction of the cubs. Pressing on ahead of the boat a few rods, she would plunge into the stream and intercept in-tercept it. and when evaded and passed j would take the bank again and repeat the attempt with increased cunning. Her actions were intensely human. She screamed and scolded, wept and moaned, her tears flowing freely, her lips and under Jaw trembling. She hid her face in her paws, and then held them forth as if beseeching. Some of the party were for giving up the cubs, but others held out. The babies whimpered incessantly, and the mother's moth-er's demonstrations of grief grew more touching. Her anger seemed to abate,-but abate,-but in its place came more plaintive tones. She showed no signs of abandoning aban-doning the chase. At last it was decided de-cided to surrender the cubs, and the boat was pulled cross the bank opposite oppo-site to the old bear. There the. little ones were gently placed on the sandy beach, and the party hurried back to the boat. They were none too soon, for the Instant they lifted the babies in sight the mother started across. She went to the cubs, nosed them over, searching for wounas, and then licked their glossy fur affectionately, crying meanwhile like a human mother weeping weep-ing for Joy. Then after reproaching the travelers furiously for a minute, she took both cubs up by the neck, and holding them by her great jws, carried them off Into the woods. A Remarkable Dinner. To have eaten apples that ripened more than 1,800 years ago, bread made from wheat grown before the children of Israel passed through the Red sea, spread with butter that was made when Elizabeth was queen of England, and washed down with wine that was old when Columbus was playing barefoot with the boys of Genoa, is surely something some-thing to be proud of, and yet this remarkable re-markable "spread" was given by an antiquary named Corbel, in the city of Brussels, in 1871. The apples were from a jar taken from the ruins of Pompeii that buried city to whose people we owe our knowledge of canning can-ning fruit. The wheat was taken from a chamber in one of the smaller pyramids, pyra-mids, the butter from a stone shelf in an old well in Scotland, where it had lain in an earthenware crock in icy water, and the wine came from an old vault in the city of Corinth. There were six guests at the table, and each had a mouthful of the bread and a teaspoonful of the wine, but was permitted per-mitted to help himself liberally to the butter, there being several pounds of it. The apple jar held about two-thirds two-thirds of a gallon, and the fruit was as sweet and the flavor as fine as though put up yesterday. Lost King. In olden times, when European kings were as plentiful as Kentucky colonels are today, it was not an exceptional occurence for a king to disappear and never be heard of again. In recent times, however, the people have been more careful of their kings. So when King Sebastian of Portugal disappeared disap-peared in battle July 29, 1578, while fighting the Moors at Alcazar, there was great commotion. The Moors surrendered sur-rendered to the Portuguese a body said to be that of the king, but it was rumored that the Moors had the live king in custody. The surrendered body was buried with royal honors at Belem, but the faithful Portuguese persisted per-sisted in waiting for the return of their king. Long after he would have died in the course of nature his countrymen longingly awaited his coming. Even up to this day the legend of the return oi King Sebastian is believed by many and on stormy nights credulous Portuguese Por-tuguese citizens will wrap their cloak; about them and go outside and watct the storm, thinking that the king may appear in a cloud of fire and again rule over his people. A Queer Insect. A very curious creature is the surgical surgi-cal ant of Brazil. The native Brazilian, Brazili-an, far removed, as he usually is, from doctors and surgeons, depends upon a little ant to sew up his wounds when he is slashed or scratched. Truth to tell, the average surgeon could do the Job no better than these little insects. The ant has two strong nippers on hi? head. They are his weapons for battle bat-tle or forage. When a Brazilian has cut himself, for example, he picks up an ant, presses the nippers against the wound, one on each side, and then gives the bug a squeeze. Th: indignant indig-nant insect naturally snaps his nippers nip-pers together, piercing the flesh and bringing the lacerated parts close together. to-gether. The Brazilian at that moment mo-ment gives the ant's body a jerk, and away it flies, leaving the nippers embedded em-bedded In the flesh. To be sure, that kills the ant, but, as he has served his I most useful purpose in life, it is well, j The operation is repeated until the i wound is sewed up neatly and thor-. thor-. oughly. Composition on Breathing. A boy, 14 years old, who was told to write all he could about breathing in a composition, handed in the following: "Breath is made of air. We breath with our lungs, our lights, our liver and kidneys. If It wasn't for our breath we would die when we slept. Our breath keeps the life a-going through the nose when we are asleep. Boys that stay in a room all day should not breathe. They should wait until they get outdoors. Girls kill the breath with corsets that squeezes the diagram. Girls can't holler or run like boys because their diagram is squeezed too much. If I was a girl I had rather be a boy so I can run and holler and have a great big diagram." The UrasM Tree of Ceylon. Cases have been known of the friction fric-tion of branches against one anothci producing a fire, which has eventually destroyed a tree, and it is said that one of the Grass trees, a native of Ceylon, catches fire spontaneously, though th cause does not appear. The appearance of burning masses of these trees or mountain slopes is described as motfi magnificent. No I'm to Ask. Willie, aged five, accompanied nil mother to a dinner party at a neighbor's neigh-bor's one evening, and after dessert J had been served the little fellow asked for another piece of pie. "Why, Willie." Wil-lie." said his mother, "I never knew you to ask for a second piece of pie at home." "No; I knew it wasn't any use." replied Willie. Antiquity of the Top. Probably the oldest toy In the world H the top. It has been used all over the world for thousands of years, and In some savage tribes is used in tie performance of religious rites. True charity originate in the heart and escapes by way of the pocketbook. FIGHT WITH A WOLF. NOTED PROFESSIONAL HUNTER OF NEBRASKA. Almost Chewed lTp bv the Brute While His Horse Would Mot Ferniit Him to Take Steady Aim Lost His Weapon In Thick of Battle. (Special Letter.) Probably the only remaining wild beast hunter in the state of Nebraska today, a survival of the pioneer day3, is Peter A. Watson of Chadron, who has just distinguished himself in killing kill-ing a great gray wo;f In a hani-to-band struggle, with a small revolver as his only weapon. Watson is a professional profes-sional wolf hunter, and his prowess is recognized by the Nebraska Live Stock association, which employs him annually annu-ally on a salary to slay wolves on the range, and thus protect the young stock. Watson does all his hunting on horseback, with a pack of fine stag-hounds. stag-hounds. These dogs he breeds for his own use and always uses six of them in hunting. He rides a blooded horse that can keep well to the front in a chase, even after the fleetest animal that roams the plains, the gray wolf. It is nothing for him to ride 100 miles without dismounting, and he covers nearly twice that distance in a day when it is necessary. He is always ready to take to the saddle. He rides Into the section where wolves are reported to be killing young stock, and moves along until a wolf is sighted. He carries a powerful field glass, and is constanly sweeping the surrounding plains with it. In this way he frequently sees the wolves before be-fore they see him. If the game is off and away, Watson simply notes care- xuny me general direction laaeu; uifii he swings his pack around behind a DOGS DISPATCHING A WOLF, hill, drops out of sight.oniy to reappear ahead of the game, on which he rides with a rush. Then the dogs take up the chase. The wolf seldom holds out for more than a mile. Sometimes a particularly strong animal manages to run two miles before be-fore the hounds overtake him. The pack works together. If the dogs did not they would not last long, as the average gray wolf can kill in relays any pack of hounds that ever attacked him. But when Watson's trained pack jumps on a wolf, that is the last of him. They flght together, and seldom get more than a scratch. The dogs follow the wolf closely and attack him all together, and such a flght lasts or dinarily but a few minutes. On these wolf hunts the wolf slayer is armed with nothing but a large revolver. He has several times been forced to use this weapon in self-defense, for, while wolves, not pressed, will never attack a man.occasionally a hard-pressed wolf will turn on his pursuers and make a most desperate fight. This was the case a few Kiys ago in Box Butte county, wher Watson was engaged in exterminating a number of big wolves which had killed some young stock. The pack had started a wolf and was far in advance of their master, when suddenly a huge wolf, which had evidently been asleep in the rank underbrush until disturbed by the wolf hunter's horse, sprang upon Watson. Wat-son. The animal buried its claws in the side of the horse and his fangs in the rider's leg. It was a very large wolf, and the suddenness of the attack at-tack gave the beast a distinct advantage. advan-tage. The attack was made from the riftat side, and the only weapon the wolf hunter carried was beneath the body of the ferocious brute. Watson struck the animal repeatedly across the snout with his quirt. Then he thrust his hand down under the growling beast to secure his pistol. Instantly his arm was seized by the animal and the flesh torn from the wrist. Watson reached over and grabbed his gun with his left band. The wolf still had the hunter's right arm between his teeth and was chewing it very industriously. Watson retained his presence of mind and fired into the beast. At the time Watson's horse was rearing and plunging over the prairie and screaming in agony. This maue the rider's aim uncertain. Four times he fired at the wolf, and had but one Bhell left in his gun. Blood was streaming from the hunter's arm, and leg, the horse was covered with blood, and the wolf was bleeding profusely. With an effort the wolf slayer thrust his revolver into the mouth of the furious beast, and at the risk of blowing blow-ing off his own hand, fired the remaining remain-ing shell into the struggling target. The wolf's head was blown off and the body dropped to the prairie. Weak from loss of blood, Watson climbed down, tied up his wounds, and throwing the animal across the horse, started for home, fifteen miles away. Sinking School of Thrashes. A writer in "Forest and Stream" tells of the methods Papa Thrush adopts in teaching his little ones to sing. "Find," he says, "a family of wood thrushes and carefully note what takes place. The old male thrush will sing the sweet song in loud, clear, flute-like notes, and then stop to listen while the young birds try to imitate the song. Some will utter one note, some two. Some will utter a hoarse note, others a sharp note. After awhile they seem to forget their lesson and drop out one by one. When all are silent, the old thrush tunes up again, and the young thrushes repeat their efforts, and so it goes on for hours. The young birds do not acquire the full song the first year; bo the lessons les-sons are repeated the following spring. I take many visitors into the woods to enjoy the first thrushes singing-school, singing-school, and all are convinced that the song of the wood thrush is a master of education, pure and simple." The Good Doctor Protests. I "I can make some allowance for the pressure of war news on your columns," col-umns," said the Rev. Dr. Fourthly who happened at the newspaper office on Monday morning, "but I am carrying carry-ing on a campaign against the povrs of darkness, and it looks like favoritism favorit-ism when you publish two pages of dispatches from the Philippines and censor the report of my sermon down to two Inches." SHOOTS WILD HORSES. m ' mil 1 Shooting wild horses for a living seems odd employment, especially for a woman, but there is a woman in Nevada Ne-vada who earns her livelihood in just that way. She is a Californian, too, and a young woman, only 23 years old. Moreover, she is respected for he-many he-many good qualities by those who know her; is an affectionate mother, a hospitable soul. Her name is Mrs. Maud Whiteman. Her father, whose name is Wilman, is an old soldier, having hav-ing served his country in both the Mexican Mex-ican and Civil wars. He is a tall, flue looking man of splendid physique.' He is, however, no longer young, and the 65 years that have passed over him have limited his opportunities for work, so he decided to kill wild horses for their hides. He selected a region known as Maud's Wells, from the springs that supply them with water. It is situated twenty-three miles from Humboldt in the wilds of a desolate desert. From the first Maud was an active partner in this business. She is a bold rider and a fine shot, and can bring down a horse at a distance that would win a sportsman's admiration. When engaged in this pursuit she dresses like a man, donning overalls in addition to a flannel shirt and man's soft hat. Her pluck and endurance are remarkable. She can ride or drive the day through without seeming fatigue. For her a drive of fifty miles a day is nothing, nor the guiding of horses over steep and dangerous roads. She knows all about these things and can handle four horses as well as any man in Nevada. In appearance Maud is some- ENGL1SH FISHER WOMEN. Sport a Good Pickup After a Town Season. The princess of Wales is a very clever clev-er wielder of the rod and is said to be able to drop a fly with great delicacy and precision on a likely spot, and to hook and play her fish most skillfully, sars the London Telegraph. The duchess duch-ess of Fife each season has accounted for excellent baskets of trout and has killed some fine salmon. The duchess of Bedford is so enthusiastic for fishing that her grace has gone to Norway for the sport when it was impossible in Scotland, and has killed some fish of great weight in both countries. The marchioness of Breadalbane has also been most successful in salmon fishing, fish-ing, while Countess Annesley is a clever clev-er wielder of the rod, and so fond of the sport that she will spend day after day fisliing, she and Lord Annesley taking out luncheon and fishing hour after hour. These are but a few of the names of women who fish and who do so most successfully. It is a sport in which a woman's delicacy of touch gives her some advantage over the sterner sex, although of course they are at some disadvantage when it comes to a call on strength and endurance endur-ance in playing a strong fish. Fisher-women Fisher-women look on their sport as an infinitely in-finitely better pick-up after a town season sea-son than the waters of Carlsbad and Homburg. LATEST REAR ADMIRAL. Rear admirals are becoming rather plentiful nowadays, since the rank of commodore was abolished and promotion promo-tion is made direct from captain to REAR ADMIRAL M CORMICK. rear admiral. There are sixteen now, and more than a score of retired rear admirals are living, while the head of every bureau of the navy department has the honorary rank of rear admiral. The latest rear admiral is Andrew H. McCormick, whose promotion came last week. He entered the naval service serv-ice in 1859 from Texas, and was commissioned com-missioned a captain in 1802. Admiral McCormick will have charge of ' the navy yard at Washington, where a great deal of important work is in progress. During the last summer he has been a member of the board appointed ap-pointed to revise the naval regulations. He will direct the naval celebration of Dewey's arrival in Washington, and the navy yard will furnish three companies com-panies of sailors. The gunboats Ma-chias Ma-chias and Marietta, both veterans of the Spanish war, are at the yard, and will assist in the welcome to the hero of Manila. New Name tor Indians. ? At a recent meeting of the Anthropological Anthropo-logical society in Washington, the name "Amerind" was proposed as a substitute for the various terms now employed to denote the Indians or red men of America. The new name is compounded from the leading syllables of the phrase "American Indian," and the working ethnologists of the society, socie-ty, led by Major Powell, were practically practi-cally unanimous in approving the word Amerind, and recommending its adoption. adop-tion. The adjectives derived from the new name would be "Amerindic" and "Amerindian." Childless France. One-fifth of the married couples in France have no children. I Adam must have an Eve, to blame for what he has done. Ger. Pr. what masculine, though not above the average size of her sex. Her figure is well rounded, without stoutness. A rather square face, browned by constant con-stant exposure; dark hair, drawn plainly back to keep it out of the way, and dark, resolute eyes that look steadily at you. She makes on an average av-erage $5 a day clear of all expenses. This is independent of her father's earnings. Hides are worth about 12 apiece. Theirs go to California. The method of killing is ingenious. Mounted Mount-ed on horses, the father and daughter set out for the task. They keep discreetly dis-creetly in the background, however, while dogs drive a small herd of their own horses to the spring. These serve as a decoy. Gradually wild horses come up, mingling with the rest. When suspicion has been quieted the man steals near, wounding, with a view to disabling, the leader of the herd. All others of the wild band immediately rush away, but soon they return in quest of their leader. Now is the opportunity. op-portunity. The mounted riders rush from hiding, shoot as many as possible and follow fleeing victims until all or nearly all are killed. Maud is also a famous killer of coyotes, whose scalps bring half a dollar dol-lar apiece from the state of Idaho. When Maud goes into Humboldt, as she does about once a month, nobody who had seen her in overalls would recognize her. Gowned in black silk, with a white Leghorn hat adorned with feathers, on her head, her usual stride supplanted by more feminine carriage, nobody would take her for a killer of mustangs and coyotes. RICH OLD BILL JONES. Time Was When Poverty Compelled II im to Pull the Plow. There died a while ago in Donoho, a village in Marion county. South Carolina, Caro-lina, Bill Jones, the richest man in the community. He was seven feet tall, weighed 400 pounds, had one arm, 15 sons and a dozen girls. He was the strong man of the county, but it kept him hustling to work a living out of the little farm for his colony of hungry mouths. One spring, just at a critical time in the family finances, the old horse, the only one Bill had, up and died. Bill called his boys together, and a caucus was held to decide upon replacing the horse. Times were hard with Bill always, but just then he was in an exceedingly tight fix, with no credit, excepting for a limited supply of provisions. To buy another horse was impossible, for no one would trust Bill, knowing the size of his family, and the small patch of ground seemed to stand no chance of being cultivated that year. It is true that Bill's neighbors neigh-bors expressed sympathy when his horse died, and sighed when they told him they saw no chance for him to pull through. Bill was a hard worker, and he kept at his work every day in the year, excepting Sunday, so his bad luck was not chargeable to laziness on his part. He told his boys he was in desperate des-perate straits, and wanted their advice. ad-vice. The boys were not industriously inclined, and in the loss of the horse they hoped to avoid work, so their advice ad-vice was not encouraging. Then old man Bill raised himself to his full height, took a fresh chew of tobacco, and made this proposition: "Well, boys, we have a good many mouths depend-in' depend-in' on us and we mussen' disapp'int 'em, so we'll play horse; that is, I'll pull the plow an' let you boys hold the han'les an' foller me." The novel idea struck the boys favorably, and they laughed to themselves as they thought how the old man would soon tire out and give up trying to be a plow horse. But before summer was half gone the old man proved to be a match for any horse or any six horses in that county. The boys took hold of the plow handles han-dles by turns, and the old man pulled the plow along so fast that the boys had to "spell" one another often. The neighbors were amused at first, and then, when tney saw that old man Bill was in earnest they ridiculed him and vowed he would fail to raise a crop that year. But when all the crops around Donoho were "laid by," Bill Jones' crop was the finest, and when the harvesting was done his yield was the largest. So old man Bill made sufficient money to get out of debt, clothe his family during the winter, lay in a supply of provisions and buj a horse. His success in future years was the envy of his neighbors. Scent Drinking. "Let me most fervently warn all youi lady readers against the deadly habit of drinking or sipping scents," said a leading doctor, referring to the now prevalent vice. "Generally, merely in order to do something daring, a young schoolgirl will take a sip at her mother's moth-er's scent bottle. The habit grows. It is only natural it should, since when a woman is, as she thinks, innocently sipping the juice of some sweet flower, she is in reality drinking a form of alcohol al-cohol much more deadly in its effects than her husband's most daring drink. 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