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Show 12 IliS SALT lAi& TIMES: SATURDAY, OCiOBER 29, 1892. . IfBos' anb Girls' Corner. nose boles at the end of Tip's tij trunk and then watch the old fellow try to tret hold of them for use in that sweet tooth of his. It is fun for v'ou but death to the elephant. Su-- twitching and turnings and wnihmu'3 end puckeriu-- 3 of that tppendage as he sucks to j;t a hold upon the tiny ground nuts are enough to cure a case of chrome dyspepsia and to cure one of the blues for emmaie. But perhaps it is as well to limit your offerings to peanuts and cake and the sue, cuient apple of commerce. Do cot monkey with toiiacco unless vou are weary of life, for accidents will happen in the best families and it is unpleasant to have even an elephant "fall down on you." Another Gramlp Story. Grandpa Clair adjusted" his glasses. Boys, 1 have prepared paper on which is a story for every day of the week; which one do you want tonight? Comic carried the day and grandpa began: When I was a boy I was. scary; not a coward, you understand. A man may bo quaking in his boots for fear and yet if he holds his ground he may be called brave. Father had pone prospecting and left ma alone with mother in the wildest part of Utah. We had been here a week, and, cs you may imagine, did not know much of the wilds. The clock striking nine found us both in bed. I had slept about four hours when I heard a faint noise below. This region was then not as it is now, but a lawless place, inhab-ited by robbers aud desperadoes, who would as soon cut a man's throat as eat a turkey. I immediately thought of burglars, Indians and outlaws. Papa would not trust me with a revolver, so I grabbed a club and started for the kitchen, where a tUure presented lUelf to my gaze a large white man with a candle. I made a pass at it and it fell to the floor uttering a groan. I thought it dead and turned, frightened nearly to death, to get a light. I heard another squeak and made another pass with my clubvwhen a great crash fol-lowed that rather astonished ma. I reasoned that the man's pockets must be very full of mother's glassware to produce such a crash. How thankful mother would be when she found I had saved the glass'waro. I heard her scream from above: "Help! Help! Robbers."' I yelled back. "All right, don't be afraid; I've killed two already." In the corner, suspended on a heavy iron rod, was a gunnysack which served as a re-ceptacle in place of a closet. Sticking out from under the sack were a man's feet. He was evidently trying to hide from my heroic the blood of my youth. I wou'd like to catch the author of it in some lonely spot! Either he or I would be put to sleep, for I owe him a debt of many sleepless nights in which I was haunted by the spectre of a mad elephant charging upon me and flattening roe into a gory grease spot against some wall, which was not greally improved by this al fresco frescointf no joko intended. .Tba particular yaru which used to give me the nightmare or night elephant re-lated how a boy once gave an elephant a chew of tobacco, by way of a practical joke. The elephant did uot say a word at the time, although he was not partial to tobacco. But iu that vast and wonderful mind of his which was pictured as a sort of safe deposit vault, with pigeon holes and an alphabetical index, on which he registered slights and in-juries for future adjudication he 6tored away a mental photograph of that youth, making it "Exhibit A," I presume, for the elephant of youthful lore was always pic-tured as a model of methodism. Time passed on. The youth grew to man's estate, was married, became bald-heade- d and father of twins. One of these scratched out his left eye and a buzz saw took off his nose. His mother met him on the street and did not know him. He was pitted with smallpox and yellowed with jaundice. He had lost a leg in the war and an arm by being run over by a brewery wagon. A Herr Most beard covered what was left of his face. He had forgotten that he ever wis a boy, aud he looked no more like his own youthful self than a tramp looks like one of Murillo's cherubs. A WONDERFUL MEMORY. But did the elephant forget? Nay, verily! Stored away in one of his mental pigeon holes was thiit fatal Exhibit A. It was a photograph of a boy and a chew of tobacco. Sdeath! Carambo! Kevenge-e-e-e-e- ! One day when the elephant had fallen from the high estate of a greatest show on earth, and had become a mere supernumer-ary in a zoo. an old, old man, with one eye, no nose and an off leg and arm missing, hobbled in. He looked at the elephant and the elephant looked a--t him. The man remembered' nothing, but the mammoth Ah!, woe is m! he looked through the disguise which years and a happy marriage had made, and etw the boy behind it. He reached up into the left hand pigeonhole, on the upper tier, so to speak, and pulled down a mouldy and worm-eate- n memory. It was the same Exhibit A the bov and the tobacco! NICOLO'S LITTLE FRIEND. "Nicolo, Nicolo, where are you? Where have you hidden yourself? Come here; I want you." It was a very bright-eye- d girl who spoke these words under a britrht sky, too, the sunny sky of Italy. Bat Nicolo, a boy some years older than herself, looked far from bright or happy, ne was lying full length on the ground in the sunlight, but his face was overcast and melancholy. "Lazy fellow!" said little Gianett.a laugh-ingly, as she came up to him; "I am out of breath calling to you. Come along; I want you. Mother has done with me, and we can make some music together." But Nicolo shook his head, though he miled at bis little friend. "What is itV asked Gianetta. "Why can't you come? Is it the father again?" Nicolo sighed. He was a cheerful, happy tempered boy by nature, and yet Gianetta often found him looking very sad. "Tiresome, bad man!" broke forth the lit-tle girl. "He has been scolding you again. But, no! Stop. I will say no wicked things of him, for he is your father; and we must honor our parerits, be they bad or good, Fr. Clement says. But tell me, Nicolo, what has he said or done?" "It is nothing," said Nicolo, rousing him-self at length. "Nothing, my little Gianetta; but it wearies me. It is the old tale. He likes not my music thinks it an excuse for idleness. Listen, little one, I make my plans now. I cannot bear this life. I must do as he wishes; learn a trade, or somewhat, aud give up my violin." "That you shall never do," said Gianetta, earnestly. "You think rto naughty, Nicolo, but I am not. I only see it plainer than you or your father. God has given you tis tal-ent this great one and you shall not hide it, you shall not bury it." m The little girl's face 'was so eager that Nicolo smiled at her. But she went on mow excitedly: "Get up this moment, Nicolo, and come in with me. Tour father never scolds you when I am by. And you shall not give up your music." The boy, half in earnest and half amused, let the child drag him into a little house near, put his violin into his arms, and then seat herself at the piano; while in the dis-tance sat Nicolo's father, gloomily watching thejjair. "Begin," said Gianetta, "and tell me when I rjlay wrongly." But for such a mere child Gianetta played with marvelous correctness. As for Nicolo, his countenance cleared with every sound that he drew from his beloved violin. He forgot his gloomy father. He thought no longer of his dull sad home. He was wrapped in that wonderful content which the possession of some great talent gives. With the last chord the brightness faded, however, out of his face. "Take me home now," said the little girl. Home was only across the street, but Gianetta wanted another word in private with her friend. "Nicolo," she said, gravely, "never speak more of giving up the music; it is not to be. I am sorry for you, my poor boy I know it is a hard life but" "But I will make a name for myself at last," said Nicolo, catching some of her en-thusiasm; and then, perhaps, my father will have faith in me; till then I will be brave, little ne so good night." It was a hard life for Nicolo his mother dead, his father with no care for his son's one great passion music. Many a time the boy's spirit failed, and he even grew to doubt his own powers under the cold glance and cruel taunts that daily met him. He was sitting one day, feeling even sad-der than usual, discontented even with the sounds he drew from his instrument, when Gianetta' s mother stood in the doorway. "The child is ill," she said, hurriedly, "very ill, and calls ever for you. Come." So Nicolo went and, though tossed with .ever, his little friend smiled on him. There was, however, a longing look in her eyes, but her lips could not form a word. "Is it the violin'?" asked Nicolo, softly. She smiled again and Nicolo fetched his treasure- - fury. From the size of the shoes the man should have been about fifteen feet tall, but I left off eiirht feet and hit seven feet above the ground. Then I felt a terrific blow and fell senseless to the floor. When I awoke mother, frightened out of her wits, was pouring a strram of water large enough to turn a sawmill down my neck. "Robbers!" I cried. "Where's the cne that knocked me down?" I got up and Why, boy, there's some guesswork for you. A dime to the boy who guesses right. Why, said Tom, is it posnible that It is uot only possible but true, that my first fight was against a student lamp, a looking-glass- , a pair of my own shoes and a curtain rod. C. L. P. . m . Winding the sinuous coils of his powerful trunk about the man, old Elephas asked if ha remembered him. "I have not the honor," began the other. But the infuriated beast cut him short. "But I remember you!" he cried. "You were once a little boy!" "Oh, heavens! So I was! I have been dis-covered!" cried the now thoroughly fright-ene- d man. horrible! horrible! You know the rest. The shriek of demo-niac rage, the earthquake in Japan, grinding sound of bones, the ver-dict of the coroner's jury! I need not dwell upon it. Is it not an indelible picture in all our memories? A friend of mine, who has an inquiring mind and a mania for rash experiments, once said that he did not believe the ' story. "Ha, ha!" said he to himself. "Rats! Non-sense! I will hie me to the lair of the ele-phant and make a damphool of the picture books!" The story of that interview as related by my friend would draw tears from the eyes of a potato. He offered the big beast a bun or two, just to establish friendly relations between them. The latter was not haughty about it, but reached out his trunk for more, as an ele-phant will always do, no matter if you have fed him with barrels of buns already. Ha tucked the American morsels away among his Asiatic whiskers and smacked his curling under Jip as if to say that he was the great-est connoisseur on buns that existed on the block. He tried to look dreamy and dolce far niente, but his little sharp eyes w ere not made to do sentimental business with, so this part of his programme wa3 a signal failure. But he always reached out after more. He never forgot his lines in this "A sleeping sonjt?" he questioned. regard. The little face grew calm and soft at his question. Sweetly the music floated through the room, stilling the little sufferer and comforting the watchers. "Thank you, dear Nicolo," aha said. "That was pleasant; now I shall sleep. But you must never sleep; you have much else to do; you must go out Into the world and be famous go away far, far from here. Do you miud my words'? Will you remember them?" And she lay back exhausted upon her pillow, never more to ask for music in this world; Gianetta was listening even then to the angels' song. That night Nicolo sat beside the dead body of his little friend. Lights burned, flower's were scattered round her, and prayers were said without ceasing in all those long hours. It was the custom of the country; it did not disturb the dead, and it comforted the living. And when morning dawned, the friendless boy went back to hia little room across the road, and then he poured out his heart in a farewell strain to Lis dead companion who had thus suddenly been snatched from him. There was no more now to be done but to fulfill her last command, to go out into the world and to make himself famous. Did he do so? Ask those who love music and hold dear all great names In its rolls of fame, if they ever heard of Nicolo Paganini, for it ia of his boyhood that I write. How far he owed his success in life to a little girl, each reader may judge for him-self. She certainly inspired him with cour-age when he was downhearted, and through all his brilliant career, I think he at least must always have remembered her with gratitude. Chatterbox. ELEPHANTS ARE COWARDS. They 'Will Take More Sast Than Almost Any Other ltut-- "Say, mister, do th elef unt bite ?" "Bite? X&w! He just puts butter on the beads of little boys an' gwaJlers 'em down whole. Look out fer 'im! See?" Thus fiction travels hand in hand with the menagerie, and the natural history and the Sunday school library book conspire with the showman and the animal keeper to keep the 6mall boy in a state of tremble. This conversation took place in Central park, where lives Tip, the colossal Asiatic, who stands ninety-seve- n inches high in his stocking feet and receives callers and pea-nuts from early morning until the sun goes down. The mountainous mass of fraud aud low deceit heard it and his little eyes twinkled with mischief. He ruffled up his high and bulging forehead, which looked like the husk of a particularly nobby cocoa-cu- t, until his frown actually made a shadow in the room. lie rolled to and fro like a ship in a heavy ground swell, and, raising his wrinkled trunk until he showed his tusks and teeth, he emitted a shriek of rage which had all the power of a steam siren and the melody of a buzzsaw workiug against a fiye- - penny nail. MEASURED HIM TTF. At last, by way of a preface, my friend hid away a chew of tobacco in one of the buns and passed that over to the awaiting trunk. The mammal put it in the usual pigeonhole framed by the lip which curled, but not in scorn. He chewed upon it a moment, then stopped and looked my friend over as if he were taking a mental measure of his size with reference to a possible coffin. Deep lines appeared on each side of his trunk, giv-ing him a critical, and my friend thought, a disgusted appearance. "Now for it !"' said the bold investigator to himself, closing his eyes and preparing to imitate a man slammed against a wall. But the expected slain did not event-uate, and when he opened his eyes again that bad, bad elephant from Asia wan chewing away with might and main, while a seraphic smile beamed on its gaunt features and ruffled up its high and classic and somewhat mouldy forehead. It was evi-dent that bun a la black snake bad caught his critical fancy. SWALLOWED IT ALT.. If there is anything which excites tha wrath of my friend more than anything else it is the thought that some one has been deceiving him. He cut off a big chunk of the sweetened plug, with its deliciously mingled flavor of sugar barrel, nicotine and Stable, and recklessly passed it over to the mankillcr. The latier rolled it under his tongue as if it were a box of bonbons, and reached out his nose fingers for more. He was given the rest of the plug. It seemed to meet a long felt want, for he chewed away upon it contemplatively with a faraway gruut in his eye and then swallowed it with a look of intense satisfaction and looked around for more. A package of cigarettes and the half smoked butt of a "nickel and bust" cigar went the same road. And still my friend did not die! The next time that the elephant came he got a savage jab with a pin. He retreated with a squeal of terror as far as his chain would let him, and stood swaying back and forth and his great limbs trembled and he seemed to say to the unsuccessful suicide club of one: "For heaven's name, young man, spare my life. I am not pre-pared to die. I know that you are brave and strong. Why don't you tackle a man of your size? I fights only wid me mout' see ?" WAITING FOR DEATH. For a long time my friend lingered about waiting to see if the poison in the tobacco would work, but if it did the elephant is Asi-atics kept very mum upon the subject. And so another romance of the good old days was spoiled forever! But perhaps the mem-ory of the elephant is so very long that it is not good for shooting at short range. I have suggested to my friend to wait a few years and then work out the second part of the story. If he makes a success of it I will let you know. AJf ELEPHANTINE MITCHELL. I have made up my mind that the ele-phant is a good deal of a coward and a bully. If he ever kills a man you can bet your boots that he shoots him in the back. The man who will brace up to him and make him understand that he is prepared to meet him in any sort of a fair combat with gloves or bare knuckles is going to be 'treated with respect by that quadruped every day in the week aud twice on Sundays. I have seen old Tip up in the park take sass from his keeper which you or 1 would not stand for a minute. Sometimes he talks back and fairly raises the roof of his house with yells of apparent rage. But it is only a big bluff, and he knows that it is a bluff, and the keeper knows that it is a bluff, and h knows that the keeper knows that it is a bluff. And so when the keeper kicks him on the shins, or jabs him with a big iron hook, or throws a big chain around him, or speaks in a loud, harsh voice, that miserable hunk of cowardice, instead of making a throw to second with the keeper for the ball, as he is reported to do in all the story books in the Sunday school library, knuckles right down in his poor, pusillanimous way, gets down on his marrow bonus at the word of com-mand, and doesn't seem to know that his soul is his own. He acts just like some human beings that I know, and when an elephant gets down to th level of the "lords of creation," L, for one, feel tempted to "despise him." It is great fun to drop peanuts into the .),.,.-- , DID THEY WIXK? When the frightened crowd had picked Itself up out of the dirt outside the door and brushed off its holiday kabilimeats, I thought I detected a furtive wink passing between hirn and his keeper. I will not swear to it. but it certainly looked that way. As for the questioning small boy, he had disappeared without waiting for the butter. The elephant is one of the blackest scare-crow- s in the bright lexicon of youth. Men of piety and wisdom of all ages have seemed to think it just as proper to lie about the wretched pachyderm as it is to cheat In a horse trade. Even the natural history books beguile us with romances of the kindness and affection which dwell in the big heart of the Elephas Indicus and frighten us with anecdotes about his indelible memory for one wuo has rendered him an injury aud his scrupulous methods of paying a debt of hatred. If I were guilty of some of the stories which have 'passed current for many years I would rub in the oleomargarine and ask old Tip to begin the swallowing at his earliest convenience. THAT TALH OF WOE. I remember one story which used to curdle "Good, Better, Best." . . WE HAVEN'T ANY BAD . . . . NOU ANY USE FOR IT . . 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JES8TJP, IN to apply to the honorable secretary of the interior f apermision to cut timber from the public lands Sj Garfield county, Utah, on uusur-veye- d land, and bounded by natural points, be-ginning at what is known as Lime Rock springs on the oust point of the Hatch mountain, and run-ning from thenco south one mile, and from thence west two, thence north ono mile and one-hal- f, thence east two milp, thence south one-ha- lf mile to the place of beginning, the same being non-miner- land. Said timber to bo made into lumber and shingles and sold to settlers in said county and vicinity, and also for the use of mines in said territory. L. T. JESSCP. J. F. Chidsster, Arty, for applicant. Pakouitch, Utah, Sept. 25, VetfA Buggies m Carriages. Gao, A. Lowe Has received aad for sal a fall Una of tea Latest Styles! At the most popular prioss; also a fall 11a of Agricaltiiral Im pieman ts aad Schuttier Wagoaa. 145 Stat Road, Salt Lake City. PHILIPSPRT, Merchant Tailor. PRST-CLAS- 8 SUITS Made to Order. Perfq Guaranteed. I carry lull lines of French, English. Scotch and Domestic Goods. 4 West! fcouth Temple street, opp. Temple Block, Salt Lake City. THE TUNNEL Strictly first-clas- s in every particular. Has the Lest accom-modations of any resort in this inter-mounta- in region. Patron-ized by the best people in the city. Caters to the wants of the hungry as well as the thirsty. Contains 8 pool and 4 billiard (Brunswick-Balke- ) tables. and all imported German Beefs on draught. 42 and 44 West Second South St. Formerly Walker's Pavilion BOYS' CLOTHING Success has crowned our efforts in this department. The bargains that draw the crowd: $1.00, $2.50, $3.00, $5.00. We offer loads of Boys' Suits, age 4 to 14, that were not intended by the manufacturer to be retailed for less than $1 .50, $3.75, $4.80, $7.00. Down go the prices of Boys' Overcoats, superb stock, with the prices all reduced, from $2 up to the very finest. K?""Sole Agents for Butterick's Patterns and for Hall's Bazar Forms. . GABKLti.TAILOK 65 W.2d So. Suits to crlsr - $15 to $55 Pasts . $3.50 to $15 Hii Its mad in 10 boot.' Pants snada in a noara. By till alass workmaa ia thia Cij. teRio t) n T1T1T 8TAK3&H9 M08E. Current Tiir.6 Table, in e!f3Ct Aug. 28, '32 Leaves Salt Lakx. No. 2 For Provo, Grand Junction and points east..- - 8 KX) a. m. No. 4 For Provo, Grand Junction and all points east. 9:25 p. m. No. 8 For Provo, Payson, Eureka and- Silver City. 4:06 p. m. No. 6 For Bingham and San Pete Val-ley 9:10 a. m. No. 8 For Ogden and the Weet 11 :iS p. m. No. 1 For Ogden and theWntt 11:13 a. m. No. 6 For Ogden and the West 4:60 p. m. Arrive Salt Laits. No. 1 From Provo, Grana Junction and the East 11:06 a m. No. 3 From Provo, Grand Junction and the East 11:48 p.m. No. 7 From Provo, Payaon, Eureka and Silver City 10:10 a m. No. 6 From Bingham and San Pete Valley 4:46 p. m. No. 6 From Ogden and the West. 8:00 a. m. No. 2 From Ogdau and the Weet 7:60 a. m- - No. 4 From Ogdan and the West :15 p. m. Pullman Palace Sloe per oh all through trains : No changes; dose connections; safety, speed fed comfort. Ticket Office No. 200 & Main St. , D. C. IODGS, Gen. Maaagai. A. B. WELBT, Gwawal Sapt. . It. B2S1SETT. a P. AT.i. THROUGH CAR LINE. Mm1 : Effective Oat. 12, 1892. Trains arrive and depart at. Bait Lake City daily as follows: ARRIVK. From all Eastern points 3:00 a.m. From Butte, Portland, San Francisco... 9:05 a.m. From Cache Valley aud Park City 10:h0 a.m. From all Eaetern points 12:40 p.m. From Cache Valley and Ogden 7:10 p.m. From Frluro and Intermediate points. .10:00 a.ra From Juab, Provo and Eureka 0:10 p.m. From Terminus and Garflold 4:u0 p.m. iEPART. For Ogden and all Eastern points - 8:00 a.m. For Ogden and Intermediate points 6:40 a.m. For Butte, Portland, ban Francisco and Cache Valley 10:06 a.m. For Cache Vadey and Park City 8:30 p.m. For Ot?deu'and all Eastern points 0:80 p.m. JFor Provo, Eureka and Milford 7:40 a.m. For Jnab and intermediate points 4:23 p. g. For Garfield and Tooele 7:45 a.m. 'Daily, Sunday excepted. Trains between Juab and Milford do not run Sundays. City Ticket Office, 201 Main Street. D. E. BTJRLEY, Oen. Agent Pass. Dent. S. H. n. CLARK, Prea. and Gen. Mgr. E. DICKINSON, Asst. Gen. Mgr. E. L. LOMAX, G. P. & T. A. - |