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Show A SLAVE FitOAI BOYHOOD. (From the Red Ying, Minn., Republican.) now twenty-fou- - , j J -- i j olive-brow- - to-d- ay -- -- I Uams Medicine Company, Schenectady. N. Y. BIRTHPLACE OF POTATO. A Missouri Town Claims, the Honor of First Producing It. Jackson - county promises to be famous in history as the birthplace of Some of the local the Irjsh potato. botanists of Independence ' have discovered this fact, and have traced the lineage of the vegetable, which is now known! to every table in the world as the j'Tish potatd, back to its birthplace, i.lttle Santa Fe, In the southern part of) this county, says Kansas City Star. The botanists give the name of the plainjt from whichj the potato ,grew as dioscorea batata, and feel confident In their assertion that the history of the potato can he traced bq,ck to the town Santa Fe Dr: Baln botanist and geollard, a in had his ogist, possession yesterday a to be a speciwhich he claimed plant men of the dioscorea batata, found at Little Santa Fe. By tracing the plant back some 300 years the doctor says that undoubtedly the dioscorea batata was the progenitor of the Irjish potato. It appears that the of-Xitt- le Iwell-know- , so-call- ab0ri3rin.es.taf edj at cultivation this section knew the of propagation of plants by from thteir wild state, and by such knowledge produced .the tuber now so generally In use, and found on every table. It ! Is ja matter of history, Last night we drove in our carriage. To the wall at the top of 'the hill, And thopgh were forty years older. Were children and sweethearts still. And we talked again of that moonlight That danced so mad on the sea, When I sat with arm about Kitty And she with her arm about me. -- g, this latest step forward in the ly over-competiti- on fair-haire- He Loved Clionlta. Hat He Did Not Ride - Away, Far out in the wilds of the Mexican Sierras, about one days travel west of Guadalupey Calvo, the trail leading to Morales leaves the ridge along which it climbs and plunges down into the depths of the Canon de Muerto, there winding in and out amid the pines and bowlders until it reaches the ford of a stream, the Rio Chico, which rushes through the gorge and on in its wild flight for the sea. Down this trail, late in the afternoon of a day some few years ago, rode a young man, Jack Rawlston. the new manager of the Alta Mining Company, then on his way to take charge of their mines near Morales. He was n wrapped close in an slicker, for the rain was falling as it falls only in the mountains of Mexico. Reaching the ford, he drew his, mule in under the shelter of an overhanging bluff and impatiently awaited the coming of his men, whose shouts and curses could be heard ip the canon-sid- e above as they urged to greater speed some half, a dozen slowly picking their way down the slippery i trail. As they drew near, one of the men, Pancho, who acted as guide, hurried to Rawlstons side and, pointing to the stream, now a rushing torrent, cried, Valgame Dios, the Little River is very great this day! There is much water senor, and deep. We no can when it cross; not until will be well. Si, senor, en la manana oil-ski- pack-anima- ls w, sta ueno. les, but man! We cant camp here; there is not enough lqrel ground to raise a tent on. Get us out of this, exclaimed Rawlston. Senor, replied the man, as he drew his wet serape closer about him, a little, rancho lies down the river a short- - why where lives Juan Montano. Yyill the, senor go there? Will the senor go there! shouted Rawlston. Yes, confound you, hom-brthe senor will. Move on. With a cry of Vamo nos! and swearing great mouth-fillin- g Mexican oaths at his assistants as well as. at. the mules, Pancho started the train down the canou on, its way to a little valley of just a few hundred acres, nestled there where the gorge widened out as either wall spread away in great broken ridges, sweeping grandly off to the south. It was hardly a raucho, this place of Juan Montanos, only a few small patches of growing maize and frijoles, amid which, in a grove of pines, rest-- , ed a house of logs w ith a wide portico roughly" thatched with bundles of while a jacal a roofed palisade of poles, chinked and covered with adobe mud adjoined the house at one side, serving as a kitchto-nig- ht, , e! con-istrncti- on -- -- with dear, I must leave you. I am going to my home. She started and sprang to her feet. Her heart beat wildly, and into her great dark eyes came a strange, wild look. You are going to to her! she cried, throwing her arm violently toYou are going ward the photograph. to the woman who wrote you this no? and she tore the letter across and threw it from her. No! but you shall not go! she continued. She has no right to you. You are mine mine! Majestically she stood gazing at him for an instant; ,then the little figure forgot its queenly bearing and drooped wearily fell at his feet, sobbing out tenderly: Ah, say It is not so! you are all I have to love all I have! He touched one little hand that rested on his knee. Poor little thing! he said. Poor little thing! She lay at his feet, her whole body quivering. trail. could not bear to see .her suffer He had not been totally unconscious so.HeHe pitied her, and he thought: of her love, thbugh at first it seemed not lie to her; why not let her Why to him but the admiration of a mere believe return to her? that child; but now he undrestood, and it Yes, why not?be Itwould would make it easy wrought a strange influence over him. for her now, and in time she would He knew that his love was strong and to forget. He lifted her gently true for the woman who alone bound learn folded her in his arms. Choand up him tortile life be bad left behind, yet he I will come back to nita, he felt how easy it would be, were you, dear. said, must I but it is only it not for her, to drift into the cus- for a little while, a go few months. You toms and modes and morals of the can wait for me with your father at people of that fair Mexican land, for the rancho only for a few months, there was a certain charm in their sweetheart. easy-goin- g languorous life, with its She drew herself from his arms and beauty and its restfulness, that had sat on his knee, her dark eyes watchappealed to him from the very first. ing the fire very softly. Suddenly she In some strange way that he could turned and gazed at him for a long not understand jand yet which seemed while, then said slowly: You are not going to her, and you perfectly natural to him, he longed to remain there, away from the world, will return to me? as it were, until the end; and he picHe said: tured her, his affianced wife, there I am not going to her, and I will with him, and he laughed. His re- return to you. verie was not broken; the woman She looked him in the eyes, and alone changed, a)nd he wondered what seemed to doubt. After awhile she life would be with Chonita just for arose, and taking the photograph from a time. the shelf, she brought it to him, say- And Chonita! she reached the house ing, Tear it and throw it in the fire and hurried to her room, where she no? dropped before a little shrine. Oh, He hesitated an instant, then arose. Dios! she said, I am so glad! What The hot blood came to his face; then, have I done that I should be so hap- because he pitied her, he made the sacrifice and she believed. py Thank you God. A few days later he left the mine, Slowly night came on. Supper was ove and the room was dimly lighted and, sending Ms servants on with the toward Guadalupe y Calvo, by a sputtering) tallow dip and the pack-trai- n blaze of he took to her fathers home. Chonita the open flickering faintly fire In the jacal (adjoining. Rawlston With Juan he made his peace with leaned back In his chair slowly mb re pesos, than the old man had ever smoking and watching Chonita .as she hoped to possess, but he told him, as moved about putting away the supper he had Chonita, that he would return. The following morning, when all things, and he became duly conscious was ready for his departure, and, at of a desire to take her in his arms the last moment, he went to where her and feel her tremagain, to held sat Chonita 6 weeping in the doorway , ble. took and her hands and drew her up After awhile she brought him a cup to him. Pobrecito he said, poor of coffee and took from his saddle- little are thing, you only a child. bag a flask of cognac that he always Would to God we had never met! Poor carried there, and placed it on the little heart! table at his side. He touched her She turned hand, and into her eyes came a look and buried ither face tohishis shoulder against neck, sobof longing, almost passionate, and her He arms wound bing gently. lips parted as though to speak, but her about her and held her closebisto Mm. father entering the room, she turned He let her cry for a while, and then away and sank in a huddled heap on he drew her face close to his. He the floor at the kitchen Vor. It and put it back in its restkissed .Tuan had been cleart g his rifh place, pressing his lips to her hair. whieh Rawlston had .Vi vvd him to ing After awhile lie put her gently from Ch-onita-, j j s, c gave the alarm, and an elderly man, Juan himself, muffled in a serepe and slowiy puffing at a cigarrito, came out into the portico, while at the low doorway of the jacal, amid the whiffs of smoke from the fire within, appeared a brown-face- d woman and behind her three girls, shyly peeping forth at the stranger as he drew up and asked for accommodations for the night SI, senor, replied Juaan to' his re quest; dismount and come in from the rain. My house is at your service; r, senor entrar, and he took the Winchester that Rawlston handed him, giving it a lingering glance as he placed It carefully against the wall. And supper, senor, he continued; will you have supper? Si? Sta ueno, and, reaching up, he seized one of a mdnber of chickens pqrched beneath the roof, wrung its neck, tossed it to the woman, saying: For the senor; and coffee and milk pronto! And give to the mozos of tortillas and frijoles a plenty. Turning and with Permit me, senor, to Rawlston, who was engaged In removing his wet slicker, Juan drew the Winchester from its scabbard and critically examined it. exclaiming as he did so: Muy bonito carbino. senor. Once I possessed one;not like senor a carbine but caramba! anthis, Indian stole it may the devil take his soul and I am too poor to buy another. I miss it much, senor, for it furnished me meat. Why, only yesterday morning two deer stood just over there eating the com, but lie paused for an instant, then caller: d use for a week past, and seating himself at the table, giving the gun a few finishing touches with a greasy rag, he exclaimed, Ah,senor, it is a grand gun. Madre de Dips, but the shots I made! I would give my soul for such a one! ,,Not being the devil, Juan, I cannot take your soul, but what else will you give me? said Rawlston. lSenor, I have nothing but my two burros and a cow I might spare a little maize and frijoles, too, perhaps. Rawlston langhed then poured some cognac into his coffee, drank it, and, leaning back against the wall, said: Juan, Ill give you the rifle if you win give me What? cried Juan. Chonita. Juan sprang to his feet and Rawlston reached for his revolver, but he had no need. The father turned to the girl and led her to Rawlston, placing her hand in his, saying: It is well, senor; si, sta ueno: You are rich and will be good to her. Yes, it is well, and the mother, coming from the kitchen, nodded her head, smiled and echoed, Yes, it is well. And Chonita, she was very happy, for she was but a child of nature. The hoihe to which Rawlston took her, his quarters at the mine, seemed, with their meagre yet comfortable furnishing, a perfect palace to Chonita, and the clothing that came from Gua- -' dalupe for her use. amazed the girl. She could not understand that she was to wear slippers and stockings every day, neither why she was to dress her hair. At first it grew irksome to her to temain dressed as he would have her, and at times, coming home, he would find her as he first saw her the onei loose garment, her hair in disorder' and barefooted. When he would remonstrated she would laugh and throw her arms about her neck and kiss him, but after awhile she grew accustomed to her new mode of dress. The days passed into months, but did not bring to Rawlston the they ease of life he had hoped for when he brought Chonita to his home; and he wondered why the ideal was always more beautiful than . the real. After all, it had only been an experiment, and It had failed; yet even had It not, he realized that eventually he would have returned to the old life for the sake of her who awaited him there. Then he thought of what would come to Chonita, the child who loved him so, after he was gone; for leave her he must, 'and his soul cried out within him against, not so much what he had done, as what he was about to do. One evening he sat before the fire lu his quarters, engaged in looking over the weekly mail, while Chonita rested at his feet, cuddled in a little heap in the warmth, and with her head pillowed against his knee. The loose leaves of a letter that he had been reading slipped from his hand, scattering over the floor, and from them arose a faint perfume that caused a pang of jealousy tof enter the girls heart, for she knew it was from a woman from whom almost every mail brought him a letter a woman whose likeness rested on the mantel shelf before her, and who he had said was but a friend, and yet who, her instinct told her, stood between her and the fullness of love that should be hers. Her eyes filled with tears as she slowly gathered the fallen leaves, but she thought that, after, all, she possessed Mm, for he had come to her and was' - e, Ad-e-lan-t- d, promised wife. After a while Chonita came to the door and told him that his supper was ready. Dreamily he heard her voice and raised his head. She stood with her dark hair falling in a disordered mass over her shoulders, one bare arm half raised and resting on the doorsill her body paitly turned, showing the beautiful lines of her figure as she hesitated, as though fascinated by his look, and gazed into his eyes as a little child, might, and yet not, for there was to her a strange attraction about this Americano, this man of the Saxon race who was so unlike the men of her own, that caused her heart to flutter wildly. He looked at her for long while, and then arose. She drew aside to allow him to pass into the house, and, as lie did so, a gust of wind blew her hair across his face. During the' months that followed, Rawlston became a frequent visitor at the little rancho, stopping over night while traveling between the mines and Guadlupe y Calvo. He was always sure of a welcome, for he had won the lasting friendship of Juan by loaning him his rifle and allowing him all the cartridges he could shoot away, and that of j:he senora, Juans wife, by presenting to her nat the .very first the most gaudy dress-patterthat he could find in all Guadalupe. The girls, Chonitas sisters, looked forward anxiously to the days of his arrival, for he never forgot 1o. bring them dulces. But with Chonita it was different; for while she longed for his coming; it was not for what he might bring .her, but for him alone; for at last, and for the first time In her life, love had come to her. One afternoon, as the glory of the sunset spread slowly across the valley, Rawlston rode Up to the rancho, where finding no one at home, he left his mule and climbed the trail that led to a. little spring in a gulch back of the house. Chonita was there filling an olla, but she jdid not hear him as be approached, not until he stood at her side; then she started, and as she arose, she slipped on the wet clay, and would have .fallen had he not caught her in his arms. 33) her tremble as he held- - her, and "drew her closer to him, asking: Are you hurtr Chonita?. No, senor,, she replied. He saw her lips quiver, and, as she raised her face to his, he read from the depths of her eyes her secret, and he bent and kissed her, murmuring Sweetheart! Then he released her and stood leaning against a tree, watching her las she descended the I . 1 en-tra- splendid lake carriers. of tonnage such Even an jas is very .likely to be the result, will not prevent the work of replacing small craft with steamers of the largest size from going on steadily. In one sense it will hasten the change, says (Cleveland Leader. Only the biggest vessels can make money In such seasons of general for cargoes, and in order to continue the business the owners of old boats must Clionlta, mia, come here. let them go and put in commission clad in simple garment of A steamships equal to any on the, great roughgirl uassed frem the jacal. material . . . Sakea. over-supp- blue-eye- As Rawlston, leading the way, apLAKES. proached from across the valley, a dog They Will, Ere Long, Do the Great Bulk of the Carrying Trade. Plans already formed settle the question whether lake steamships 400 feet long or upward, with a capacity of carrying 6,000 tons of freight at a load, will be common after the opening Qf the channels twenty feet deep through all the shallows between Duluth and Chicago, and the ports of Lake Erie. There is ho longer h doubt that such monster vessels will rapidly multiply within thq next few years, and they are certain to! do a great part of the carry-intrade) of the lakes, perhaps mo3t before the end of. the century. it, of,? The. steamships already contracted for and those .which are certain to be built before net spring will undoubtedly so far surpass all vessels now in use inability to make money at low rates for freight that other vessel owners jwill be forced to follow the pioneers of His., gaze followed her, and half unconsciously he was dreamily compar- A GRINGO LOTHARIO. corn-stalk- Jin jacal. ing her with another, a woman of the north, who he noticed that she was bare suddenly footed. He seated himself on a bench near the doorway, vaguely watching his as they unpacked and removed The throne on the wall was still stand- meD saddles from the steaming mules, the ing, even and beyond, out over the gazing But we sat in the carriage last night mountains to where a dense For a wall is too high for old people bank of clouds, fromrested which darted Whose foreheads have linings of occasional flashes of followlightning white. ed by low bellowing peals of thunder measure And Kittys waist is forty. that rolled with great hollow echoes While mine is full fifty and three, across the heavens. The rain fell on So I cant get my arm about Kitty, the thatched roof above him with a Nor can she get both her about me. muffled pattering sound, and he rested Life. in reverie, dreaming of her lost there, who awaited him in a distant city, bis said the doctor, that the potato was first used as an edible by the Indians near what is now known as Little Santa Fe, Jack-so-n coun,ty. Mo. From there it became an artlclp of barter. The edible was so palatably that its use spread rapidly and becapie common among the Indians In Virginia. The potato fell into the jhands of Sir Walter Raleigh in Virginia, wpo recognized a good thing when he!saw it. Sir Walter took it orT cne of hjis trips to Europe, and by reajson oj! the soil and climate of Ireland it at once became a staple article of food, hence the name Irish potato.-- ' en. BIG VESSELS FOR THE - i 1 . n jj j -- teaks avteh. Latin-India- n r years old," said Edward Swanson, of White Rock, oodhue County,1 Minn., to a Republican Pfesentative, and as you can see I not Very large of stature. When I eIeven years old I became afflicted with a sickness which baffled the skill and, knowledge of the physician. I was not, taken suddenly ill but on the contrary i can hardly state the exact time when it began. iThe first symptoms ere pains in tny back and restless nights.. The disease did not trouble me muh at first, but it seemed to have settled in my body to stay and my bitter .experience during the last thirteen years I that to be the- case. proyed was' of course a child and never dreamed of the sufferings In istore for me. I complained to ray (parents and tey concluded that in time Is would" outgrow my trouble, but when they heard, me groaning during ray sleep they became thoroughly alarmed. Medical advice was sought hvt ito no avail, J grew rapidly worse ana twas soon unahle to mpye about and to finally became confined Continually be could bed. that doctors The best ray had .were consulted,1 but did nothing for roe. I tried various kinds of extensively ' advertised patent) medicines with but the same result. For twelve long years I was thus a euffOrer in .constant agony without remy body in spite, abscesses fortned onworld indeed the rapid succession and looked very dark1 to me. About this timejwhen all hope was gone and noth-to ing seemed left but to resign myselfwas my most bitter fate my attention called to Dr. Williams Pink Pills for Pale People. Like a , drowning man in sheer desperagrasping at a straw, tion I concluded to make one more attempt not to regain1 my health (I dare not to hope so much) but if possible to ease !my pain. I bought a box of the pills and they Beamed to do me good. I felt encouruse. After aged and Continuedwastheir and able to up taking' six boxes I Walk .around the house. I have not felt so well for thirteen years as during the have I taken past year. Only one yearand-am able Dr. Williams Pink Pills now to do chores and- - attend to light duties. Do I hesitate to let you publish what I? It is I have said? No.amWhy should too I the truth and glad to let only ether sufferers know my experience. It cup of misery is may help those whose was in the past. as mine &s full in a ,Dr, (Williams pink Pills contain,necescondensed form, all the elements richness to the sary to give new life and blood and restore shattered nerves. restore the They build up the blood, and cheeks. sallow to and of health pale glow Pink pills are sold in boxes (never in loose bulk) at 50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50, and may be had of. all druggists, tar direct by vnail from Dr. Wil . a girl whose supple, rounded form possessed perfect grace, and as she came forward Kalvvston started as he gazW climbed to the top of Goat Point ed on her beauty. Hill, senor, said Chonita, My daugter, Sweet Kitty, my sweetheart, and I, Juan. The girl raised her dark eyes And we watched the moon make stars to meet his, and her clear, 'on the waves skin became suddenly tinged witb her And the dim white ships go by; southern blood. - She can shoot, conWhile a throne we made on a rough tinued Juan, as he handed her the rifle; stone wall, si senor, even better And a King and Queen were we, A flock of chattering parrots passing And I sat with my arm about Kitty dverhead caught his eye. Glancing at And she with her arm about me. them, then at Rawlston, he cried: One shot, senor, permit her? Rawlston nodded; then watched the The water was mad in the moonlight. And the sand like gold where It girl as she raised the gun, saying: See! the one in the lead a report, shone. music to the time and the bird fell, a mangled mass of And ,our hearts kept, As' we sat in that splendor alone. flesh and feathers. She handed the rifle to Rawlston, And Kittys dear eyes twinkled her lips parted, and her bosom slightbrightly. While I eat with my arm abput Kitty ly heaving with the momentary excitement. Again their eyes met; then And she with her arm about me. she turned and hurried back: ,to the ron-r- r J - r t him, slowly passed to where his mule awaited and slowly mounted. She ran after him, stretched out her arms, a cry was on her lips. Some one caught her by the arm and said: No use running after him, girl. He is gone for good. You will have to find another lover. Through her tears she saw at her side a tall, lank Texan, who had arrived early that morning from the mine with a message for Rawlston. No! Gone for good! she echoed. me! to He is comjng back Like hell he is! The new boss says he is going north to marry another girl. You wont see him again, and the Texan turned toward the corral to get his mule. Gone! she cried. Lied to me and gone to marry no! God in heaven, she shall not have him, he is mine! and, with her eyes flashing with rage, she caught up her fathers rifle, which rested against the house the gun with which she had been bought and hurried after him. It was only a little way; then she her paused and threw the rifle tomio! Jack Jack shoulder, calling, and then, with all the tenderness of Jher soul, Sweetheart! He turned in his saddle. There was a flash, a report; he swayed from side to side for an Instant, .lunged forward, and fell to the ground dead. George Warren Stealey. A SOLDIERS LOST FINGERS. Tlie Discovery He Blade on Revisiting: (he Field of ChickamangU. Of all the wonderful war stories that have been set afloat since the terrible days of the 60s, John Sammons, of this county, has started one of the most remarkable. Sammons is a responsible man, a good farmer, who stands high among his neighbors, and whose responsibility has never been brought Into, question. He was a brave soldier of the Confederate army, and was one of those who participated In that a bloody tragedy on the banks of Creek on the 18th of Septem- paints a little; glorious tilings Which nature n'or produces; She's also musical and sings When asked, nor makes excuses. And yet not pictured canvas shows The coloring delicious, her skill so practiced gr .Which 'ne-atUpon the dinner dishes. No melody is half so sweet As that whose notes come streaming Out of the kettle, small and neat, Where cheery coals are gleaming Sb Upon your charming, gifted youth. The world with joy Is looking; But of your dainty arts, In sooth. Jt lih The daintest Is cooking. A1 Washington Star. Idea. A French In the French market and at the family grocery stores of New Orleans housekeepers desiring 5to make vegcents, obtain etable soup qan, with a set,- consist as soup what is known of cabbage, a fe ing of a section one of large potato, parsley, ep rays onio. and carrot w v mt o ituyj - State, County, City and School DistriM and WARRANTS. CorrespondenT MORRIS & WHITEIIRaI), solicited. Cooper Building, Denver, Colorado' Branch: Chamber of Com Bldg., Portland, br It was an editor who called on the bar tender for a little morejaside matter. 1863. - stitution. Suspended Railways. Among the novelties in rapid transit which are attracting ((attention are those where the cars are suspended from a frame work on which small trucks run on properly arranged tracks. The idea is perhaps best conveyed by likening them to an ordinary on wheels after sliding door the fashion ofrunning ordinary bam doors, except that the wheels are set under a little box frame or truck. There are four to truck, and a truck for either end of a'car. The cars are run by electricity or gas motors. They are easy to 'ride in, they make very little noise, and go around curves with the greattst of ease. Trial lines have already been set up in Europe, and those who have investigated them are loud in their praise. Fifty persons can be caried In a car, and there are numerous stations. The line is to be operated on the block system, and by an automatic process each car shuts off its own current at a certain point, and as the cars in one direction all run on a given liner there seems very little chance of a comsiom On one line, a portion of which Is al ready built for trial, the cars are suspended sixteen feet above the surface of the ground. . There are stops at suitable intervals where passengers may alight. This leaves the street entirely free from the annoyances of trolleys and tracks. There is neither smoke nor dust, nor noise sufficient to be in the least annoying. A project also includes a third line, designed to meet, emergencies. In case an accident happens to a car or motor or anything gets out of gear, the third or inspection car is brought into requsi-tiotakes passengers from the disabled car and either conveysrthem to' their destination or tranfers them to another car. An aditional advantage of this form of transit is that there Is no delay or necessity for stopping for passing vehicles, as' on the ordinary tramway. New York Ledger. j ers th by. 81 most mothc t gub, Ini p,M re Blood in? v: gave Manifests itself in hives, pimples, boils and other eruptions which disfigure the face and cause pain and annoyance. By purifying the blood Hoods Sarsaparilla completely cures these troubles and clears1 the skin. Hoods Sarsaparilla overcomes that tired, drowsy feeling so general at this season and gives strength and vigor. Hoods Sarsaparilla Is the only true blood purifier prominently in the public. eye today. $1; six for $5. Hoods pnis ar feiS&sE01- - friend The little i geldot1 brll'ia irords p.n ing 51 by th younF on a ' anJ I a- ing - count ful qi a1 the south1 the name story natior kind slave- - During the hottest of the engagement Sammdns found himself in an exposed position, with shot and shell playing high revel around him, and he sought such shelter as was afforded by a large oak tree which was in direct line of fire. While handling his piece a bullet struck his gunstock and cut off the two first joints of the forefinger of his right hand as clean as a knife would have done it. The dismembered finger dropped among the leaves, and as he was more particular about saving the balance of his body than about rescuing as, little a as a missing finger, he made thething best of his way out of the fight, stanching his bleeding hand as best he could.. The war was fought to a finish and Sammons came back home and went to. work, charging up his maimed hand to the losses of the Confederacy. Some time ago he decided to revisit the battlefield, which he had not seen in thirty-two years, nearly, and so he betook himself to Chickamauga and started to stroll over the battlefield. The tree where he stood when wounded occupied such a conspicuous position that he found little difficulty in locating It, with all the scars and knots on Its rugged trunk Caused by th flying missiles Of death. Having found the tree he put himself in the same position in which he was standing when wounded, and then it occurred to him to look for the bones of- his missing finger. 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