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Show THE STRUGGLE "Well, we Kep’ a-goin’ till ‘long ON, ‘fore dark, ‘n Mexican Joe nervouser an’ nervouser. .¥ not the strugste na-awrhs avatlath, kep’ his eye on ’im, ’n at last he rode up clost ’n sez: ‘Joe, I believe you're lost!’ Thet dern fool Mexican jess flopped off his horse ’n onto his knees ‘n begun t’ beg fer The labor and tac vronads aro vaidy -ho enemy faysteth not ar failotin, And as things have besa thay ramaia, tf hopes were dupes, fears i847 be Harts} Itmay be, in yonsmoke coseeakhl, Your comrades chase c'e: troiv the fidPs, And, but for you, possess tha field, »> —Arthut High Clough, mercy, a-holdin’ up'his hands like he wuz prayin’. Th’ lieutenant laughed at ‘m— he didn’t know ez well ez he did aiter- wards thet gittin’ lost ain’t no — ALRATI JDL Alkali Jim,” whom momnsinco"s, in pérson ‘no hair on his head is thick, but unnaturally end epparontly ~premawroly white. set pray eyes twinklo wuz cheorily pine knot exactly expresses a alkili told on. He plain him vt’ did so, worse ‘nth’ o’ him. day Th’ afore. clouds D’rectly we ant pulled up his horse short like ’n luked ’round, fairly dazed. the “We waz right down t’ our carap o’ th’ night afore. Weuz goin’ inacircle.’ We phrsicel characteristics of this quiet, self contained mountaineer. wz lost—lost right ina big alkali plain, The other evening we were seated outith th’ wind hot ez a furnace blast ablowside the cabin docr, after the day’s work was done and supper had been eaten. I in’ alkali dust into our lungs, no sunt’ had just expressed my wonder as to the guide us, no water nnoshow t’ find enny, way in which ‘‘Fidgety Bill,” who is one of the quietest of men, came by his name, when Jim, after slowly blowing a cloud of smoke, asked me: ‘‘Did ye ever hear how I kem by my name?” Thad not and asked for information. Jim settled himself down comfortably on his rough stool and began: : “It uz this yer way. Because, long bout fourteen year ago I hed a bit uv perience thet kem blame near puttin’ end t’me an’ left me in jess about wuss fix [ ever seen, ‘sides turnin’ exan th’ my hair plum white—ez it is now—in a week’s time. I wuz a young fellor in th’ States, ith more grit than sense, an’ I’d listed in th’ army. Blonged Fourth cavalry. t We B uz troop awhole several ’n they y ever ‘‘We company in th’ stationed down to Fort Bowie, Arizona, an’ most out when this thing o’ soldiers my time uz happened, ’n got lost, ’n uv ‘em died ’n most all perished, was th’ wust sufferin’ fer a while hear tell on. uz kep near th’ reservation where gun killin’ all th’ th’ war path, settlers Our company wuz when they'd got a they ’n be- ec’d find. course. We'd fit Injuns afore, ’n ruther tuk kindly to it, fer it promised sumthin’ t? break up th’ monotony o’ camp life. Our captain was off on sick leave, ’n thet left us under command o’ Lieut. Hanson —Percy, his‘name wuz—a young feller ’t never ‘d been west till he’d been sent out from West Point th’ same summer. He wuz a regular dude; wore a white shirt all the time; allers hed his boots blacked; ketched bugs ’n pinned ’em on a board ’n studied ’em; seemed t’ enjoy it; came from Boston. Thet mostly settled it ‘ith th’ boys. They didn’t fancy fightin’ {Injuns with him. But orders is orders, ‘n grumblin’ don’t go, so we started, all the same. ‘Th’ Apaches wuz last reported "bout a hundred ’n fifty miles north. T’ git on ther trail we hed t’ cross one o’ them dem plains full in’ else but eactus ‘n measure. ‘here, only o’ alkali ’n sage bresh ’n nothrocks ’n sand, ’n mebbe a few mesquit thrown in fer good Water wuz not t’ be thought on in spots, where they uz a pool liere "n a spring there, jess so it wouldn’t vill be Inowed like hell, I th’ lay None on us o’ th’ land, so we cuide—Mexican Joe, they big headed, bow fiddle voice’na knowed every reckon. tuk a called .him—a legged feller, ‘ith a bull mean look. He said he inch o’ th’ ground ’n speci- ally all th’ waterin’ places. It wer ’n August, n ef you’ve ever bin in Arizona ‘bout dog days y’ know what that means. Th’ sun jiss nachully blazed down ’n that alkali plain wer red hot ’n gitten hotter every blessed minit. ’N ez they wuzn’ta mite o’ shade *n no umberils we jess hed t? take it. We hed all our canteens filled when we started ’n expected t’ git t’ th’ first waterin’ place before night. Long ‘bout noon kem up a sand storm. . Worst things y’ ever seen, them sand storms is. Th’ wird jess lifts th’ hull surface o’ th’ yearth ’n makes itself, so when know th’ place it turn summersets ‘ith th’ fun’s over y’ don’t yer seen a hour afore. This ez th’ worst one [ever seed. Th’ wind blowed Hail Columbia. Y’ cudn’t seo a inch afore yer face. The air uz full o’ sand ’n alkali’n bits o’ dry sage bresh ’n dry mesquit branches ’n gravel. {t kem ‘ithout a minit’s warnin’, ’n we hed t’ turn our backs hold our breath ’n letit blow. ‘bout half an hour, I reckin, seemed half aday t’us. An’ quick ez it started. But, Lord, know where we wuz when it to it ’n It lasted though it stopped ez we didn’t quit. Th’ lay o’ th’ land wuz changed all ’round. Th’ hills ’n’ hollers had swapped places. We'd huddled up th’ best we could while th’ storm lasted, ’n they wuzn’t one uv us could tell which way we come or which “way we’d bin goin’. beat man ’n Mexican uz astonished out 0’ turned every way ’n was wrong. Y’ never see a worse Joe. Looked like he a year’s growth. He each way he uz sure T’ make matters werse, clouds wuz too thick t’ see th’ sum th’ ’n we hadn’t a compass in th’ whole command. That uza mistake our captain’é never - Finally Lieut. Hanson took Joe made. off one side ’n p’lavered ‘ith him, ’n Joe’d nod his head ’n ‘Si, senored!’ butI felt sure ys he didn’t - But th’ lieutenant seed ble his prayers. Then all t’ once he give a howl ’n set his spurs into his horse’s sides ‘n set off at a gallop, Th’ dern fool had gone crazy, sure enough! Th’ lieu. tenant sent a squad after him ’n they eatched Isima ’n brought him back, a chatterin’ id He wuz out 0’ th’ game. Th’ lieutenant hed got mighty quiet n spoke low ’n gonitlo like. He called up two or threo o’ th’ sergeants ’n talked to em. Fi- | Every man hed a different opinion. nally we started on agin. We couldn’t gis lost worse ’n we wuz already, ’n ef we kep agoin’ somethin’ might come uv it. Vekep agoin'’ all day, resting frequent, No sun yet. |. but we didn’t get no whar. Every body was o sufforin’ terrible. Th’ hosses wuz as bad. Thoy couldn’t go out o’ a walk. Our eyes wuz blood shot. lips wuz cracked ’n bleedin’. Th’ wind blowed th’ alkali dust into th’ sores. Thet uz ‘bout like red pepper rubbed into a wound. Wo couldn't sleep. Hf aman did drop off he’d dream o’ lakes ’n rivers ‘n springs ’n méss covered buckets in th’ well ’n waiter all ‘round, but he ordered after ’em— dern good start, uv all th’ time, know nothin’. sumthin’ had t’ be done ’n put himself t’ th’ heado’ th’ column ’n we started off th’ way Joe ‘lowed uz right. ever WEEKLY. I toéd my story once soon here—’n I’ve been ‘Alkali since.”—Malchijah in Cincin- nati Enquirer. Panthers for Rosa Bonheur. Herr Hagenbeck, of Hamburg, is the Jamrach of Germany, and he lately received a letter from Rosa Bonheur inquiring if she could come to his menagerie and select a couple of panthers which she was anxious to paint from life. In reply the wild beast dealer was gallant enough to say there was no need of Mrae. Bonheur exposing herself to a fatiguing journey, but that he would instead send her, in charge of a keeper, well packed and secured, three fine panthers, which could keep as long as she turn by the keeper when couldn’t get a drop uv it, fore it’d all run away from him when he tried t’ drink, till he’d scream in his agony ’n wake up and find himself dvier ’n thirstier ‘n weaker’n ever, till he’d shudder ’n turn over ’n shet only t’ go done with them. Rosa Bonheur, f understand, is painting those panthers now.— London Figaro. th’ whole misery agin when he’d Grop into a doze. “Next mornin’ three men never answered the bugle call. They died in th’ night, and nobody knowed it! Lots more a’ th’ boys uz mightly nigh th’ same fix. We started ag’in, an’ under a cloudy sky still, soit uz all guesswork about where we uz goin’. We went mighty slow; jess crept along. By noon every tongue uz hangin’ out ’n all swelled up; every eye uz bloodshot, ’n every man uz nearly crazy. Th’ hosses jest staggered along, ’n th’ boys’d hardly kep their saddles. But th’ middle o’ th’ tenant seemed afternoon th’ lieu- t’ make thin’d got t’ be done. up his mind some- He called a lot to- gether ’‘n held a council. Then he tuk eight men ’n we all give up our canteens t’ themeight. We went into camp ’n the eight lit out, two together, on each o’ th’ four sides. We watched ’m out o’ sight, never expected t’ see any more 0’ them. When it got dark we made a bright fire n kept it a-goin’. ‘Bout ten or ‘leven o'clock I heard a gun n got upt’ listen. D’rectly I heard it agin. So’d everybody else. We fired off a carbine ’n kep’ a shootin’ bout every half minute, tell, after awhile, the two what ’d rode off th way we east come ridin’ into zamp, thought uz every canteen full o’ water ’n them ’n their hosses fresh n. ;smart .ez,.y please... They d found water, n ‘twasn’t more’n six miles away either. When they come ridin’ up ’n singin’ out ‘Water!’ you’d a .thought we uz all lunatics. Two more men ked died since we camped, ’n a dozen more never *xpected to git home; but every one 0’ them got up ’n got a swig uv a canteen ‘n giv up all notion o’ dyin’. wuza bigger change in men. They never Uv course they wuzn’t only jess one-fourth a canteen to each man, but it uz life in it, yer bet. Men cried ’n prayed, rough fellers like them wuz, too, when could gitadrink. hev held out they Half uv know’d us they. mindedly)—Because he makes up forms. Wife—W hat is that, John? Husband (rousing himself)—Ch, I’ve got a conundrum for you, my dea%; I originated it myself, and it in amonth. you couldn’t guess Why isan undertaker like A the tiny air cushion Head. only three inches square when collapsed, but big enough when inflated to make a good head rest, or a good support.for the back, is now sold in the London shops. An embroidered cover, with drawing strings, is suggested as a suitable accompaniment for these when they are given to an invalid. The cover will serve as a bag to hold the handkerchief and a little bottle of cologne when the cushion is not in actual use.— Boston Transcript. Spoiling A upon certain his 2a Book. wealthy table Chicago a fine copy of Barclay’s Quite recently a We got there long fore mornin’, and in two hours uz all right agin, though it uz a powerful poor waterin’ place, only a deep hole ’n a kinder pond in a sorter ravine. 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First South Fever. concerning origin of yellow fever comes from Dr. Gabier, a French physician. He believes that the disease is analogous to cholera; that it flourishes only under peculiar conditions of race, climate and temperature, and that its first cause is the development of microbes in the intestines. He has. received a commission frem the Woman (to of His s’pose Tramp—I know every foot of it, ma’am, from Portland, Me., to the Rio Grande. Woman—Don’t ye git tired o’ travelin’ sometimes? Tramp—Occasionally, ma’am, lam oppressed with: more or less ennui; still, there’s nothing like travel, you know, to broaden one’s mind.—The Epoch. Form of Exercise. ‘1am convinced, Miss lrene,” said the professor, ‘‘that my regular professional duties are interfering seriously with my health. What I need Trene—exercise.” 156 H. Srd South St., S. L. City. you’ve traveled a good deal in this countzy? A is: exercise, Miss “Don’t you think you would find walking to be an exercise of great benetit, professor?” inquired the young lady sympa- thizingly as the clock struck 11.—Chicago Wostern Weekly IS. THE Paper You Want FOR THE Farm and Fireside. * Tribune. A paste of whiting move spots from and benzine will re marble. City jC ELE, Mind. tramp)—I St., Salt Lake TAGGART & CHAMBERLAIN French government to go to Florida and study the disease.—Chicago Heraid. Careful Market. the wuz water, nI never knowed afore how A Bible Student’s Observatiun. much that meant t’ starvin’ humanity. An observant Bible student said reNext mornin’ all th’ rest kem to us—excently: ‘‘I have never known, in all my cept th’ two what went tother way from observations, of a Jew who was a carpenwhere we found th’ water—they never uz. ster, and whetner the fact that the Bible heard uv enny more. We staid there half tells us that Jesus was a carpenter has a day, then th’ sun come out all right, we put any odium upon that occupation in took our bearin’s ’n lit out, ’n ‘fore dark the eyes of the Hebrews has been a quesgot outside the alkali ‘n uz all right. tion that 1 have never heard answered.” Next day we struck th’ Apaches ’n wiped ‘—New York Sun. em out ’n got back to the fort ‘ithout gitBut my hair uz white by: tin’ lost agin. th’ time we got back, ’n so uz th’ hair 0’ thet lieutenant ’n one or two others. I! got my discharge soon arter thet, ’n I’ve been in th’ mountains ever since—no more invention reeds, and the Herald remarks ‘‘We have examined heavy goods for overcoats, blankets and gentlemen’s wear, feltings ay @ books, picked up a paper cutt separating the pages in o another day under thet hot our fellers had found. For Wool. become of great value for paper pulp and as a fiber for textile fabrics. By a recent THE;MOST ’ Rest for less a year than he would if he had Answered. (absent couldn’t sun “ninthetalkali dust. North’ hosses, neither. I didn’t ’xpect t’ ever see th’ sun rise next morning.’ ‘‘Well, we jess broke camp, thet is, all but a squad t’ stay “n wait fer tother six fellers, n started fer th’ waterin’ place Substitute Cays under his proper Promptly Husband his eyes ‘n try t’ fergit it all, over A The Buenos Ayres Herald says the reeds and rushes of the Parana are destined to she pleased and reshe hed quite a printer? Wife (promptly)—Because he makes up ym overy body most dead. Every body forms. Mexican Joe jess looked mighty sober. Husband (crushed)— Well, ?) be durned give one screech when he seed th’ marks if I thought you could ever guess it.— o’ camp, ’n begun t’ cuss himself ’n mum » The Epoch. Our th’ Apaches stayed, jess t’ be handy in case o’ trouble. One day some o’ th’ red devils got out ’n tuk alkali ferme. arter [ kem Jim’ hed another storm, like th’ first, only not quite so bad. But we suffered lots more from it.. An hour afterward th’ lieuten- bencath which tho play ef cvery muscle is plainly seen. Spry esacat and tough o ’n come didn’t see a glimpse above cucex bones, over wuich is tightly stretched a skin the color of sole leather, as on matter—’n but I seed he uz “bout rum crazy—-most o° them Mexicans hafn’t t’ fur t’ go t’ crazy land anyhow: Wekep’ a-goin’ till dark, ‘n hed t' stop ’n camp. Th’ hosses. wuz sufierin’, but we couldn’t help ‘em. By th’ time we hed breakfast next mornin’ they wuzn’t a pint o’ water left in the camp. We wuzsure we'd be all right in th’ mornin’, fer we’d see th’ sun. But we I havo loatned to is fully six feot tall and very slim. 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