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Show - ixe hr"hadrtld me his Littery and SAVED JlY A BATTLED. r cci ljt-e-d 6 v ji t i s TRIES TO KILL CONVICT Isaledlni Since Pet. From the Washington Star "Womof remarked Mr Goosellng Georgetown, U heaven's beat gift to man, but whether It means a married woman or not, I am not so certain. Now, there my wife. Iye known a food many women In my time, and 1 don't think I'd be willing to change her for any woman I ever met, aaw or heard of. We re been married twenty year, and in ail that time we've never had a cross word that we didn't get disposed of somehow before we bad many more Its the only way to get along with a woman I'd rather yield a dozen time a day than to eat the kind of meal my wife can have brought to the table when she's a mind to. I'm willing to make as many concessions as the next man, but 1 really think there la a limit that any reasonable Not that woman ought to observe my wife is not a reasonable as any other married woman, mind you, for she la But there are times when she makes me donbt the strict accuracy of maxim I have Quotthe ed. Now, for instance, the other day 1 was doing something or other around the house, like a man has a right to do on his own premises, and, just as men sometimes do, 1 put my finger where I had no business to put It, and hit It a lick with the hammer, " 'Well, said I to myself, though my wife wad sewing by the window on the other side of the room, I'll bet the biggest darn fool In ten states "All of which I had perfect right to ay, hut my wife looks pp from her work, And says she; r"William, says she, "don't you know enough about the ethics of gam- -, Ming to know that yon have no right ta bet on a certainty Thats what she said, and under the circumstances, what on earth could I thats wbtt I said. nay hut nothing.-an- d Bat I hit that nail a lick with the hammer that drove It clear In over Its head and broke a pane of glass that cost a dollar to replace. en time-honor- were enjoying an onMng in tie Adirondack. Gov Woodruff receive 1 a message from William W Di.rant of Camp 8agamore taking that the carpenter at the Woodruff camp might make a coffin for a boy of 16 In Mr Durant's employ who had died auddenly of cholera. There was no undertaker within many miles and the carpenter at Sagamore waa away The coffin was made of pisin boards in about an hour and a half, but It seemed so boxlike that Mrs. Woodruff herself stained and varnished it, making it look less crude Still she waa not satisfied with its appearance, and looked for white material to line it, but could find none Nothing daunted, she took a white muslin gown of hei own and draped it sortly Inside the eakket. with a little ruffle to finish th edges, and In this receptacle the boy's body was sent to his mother in New York Mrs. Woodruff, in relating th Incident to a friend, said she had nevet before undertaken a task so grewsom and depressing lace-trimm- SMART ETON JACKET. 111a land Beptll Crinia far at aaS DU Tba Sea be llouaebold U! . (Chicago Letter ) Whi'e down in HoilAa a short time ago a uej.cr In slid animals, blids and reptiles tutted the hut of .. hunter whose ibltf pet was a large rattle-euak- e The snake had saved the lift cf the hunter dins nd.in return for that t'wre th huntef, whose name la Anderson, had afterward carefully looked after the welfare of the reptile. And this Is the story that Anderson tells of his strange pet: e 1 tea onto I had been ving here nigh years and never had any trouble with but one man. That was Dick Boston. I never knew if that waa his right name, but whatever it waaI will not likely ever know the troth. Boston happened' here one day and found me In the hue I was at work on' kerne skins and the day was hot, so I bad not gone out I looked up and aaw a shadow in the doorway. The man stepped inside and aald: " I reckon its all right, mate. I dont mean no harm. I just, want a bite of something and a place to 11 down away from the varmints for a f to sit down and have something to eat and drink and rest aa long as he liked. I thought, perhaps, he waa lom. hunting Chap, though he did not carry the look with him much and' had no gun. But I was asking no questions just then, and soon had a good bite of grub before him, which be ate like a famished thing. I gave him a drink that was a surprise to him; he took two and then three. Then he walked over, to the bunk, stretched out and was asleep. In half a minute. I looked him over and the more 1 looked the less I liked him. He had M; : HE CREPT CLOSER AND In greenish covert cloth, decorated with bias stitched velvet and combined with cream and green-stripe- d U a Wonti'a DeArt j broadBarely has a womans kindness of cloth, which forms the small vest; th heart been shown so forcibly ns It was turnback cuffs and the bishop "pouffe Inst week at the camp where Lleut-Co- v. below the elbow. A double row of tiny Timothy L. Woodruff and his wife buttons complete th trimming. FROM LONDON. d1?. vv i 4 tfrll composed entirely of black ostrich feathers and haa a full ruche end edged with narrow whit feathers. of white chiffon, an ugly face and was dirty. Altogether 1 sized him up aa a had lot and some sort of misgivings came to me that I might have trouble with him. Well, to make a long siory short, when he woke up he wae friendly enough, but his talk wasnt my kind. He cursed a heap, and I saw he knew something about the country. When 1 asked him how be got there and what he was doing, he said he had walked and that he was there for bis health, but I saw there was something behind it all he 1 didnt want to teiL Then he asked me about myself and I told him I had hunted tor years and sold skins and things. He asked me If there was any money in the bust 1 told him there ness, and fool-likwas. , Ws took a tew .drinks and I sorter got to talking and trusting and told him a good many things. - "Well, night came on," 'and I told him to lie on that bunk yonder. We took a good night drink and I turned In. I was soon asleep. Sometime during the night I opened my eyes without moving any, as a man will who has slept in the woods much, and in the little light of the moon 1 saw this man Boston crouched about half way across the shack and with my Win' chester in his hand. , "He was moving toward my bunk and I felt like he meant murder. I thought terribly hard, but knew that my only hope was to lie still and let him get within reach. He crept closer and closer and X could tee bis eyes sorter fierce. Then, and it all happened so quick that I could never tell how it all came about, he let out a yell and fell back. I beard the alng of the rattler and, looking down, 1 could see tbls here large snake in a heap on the tioor, only he warent aa big aa he la now, y ,, , "Boston shouted my name and 'I asked him what waa the matter, though I knew be had been stung, but, to save me, I eouldnt get myself together enough to do anything just for a moment For I realized, somehow, I had. escaped from being murdered, and yet here was the man who had meant to kill me and the snake that had colled between me land death. For God Im bit! he yelled. sake, map, do something for me!' "Then I jumped up and something prompted me not to kill the snake, so I just threw the blanket over htm-an- d he fastened his fangs In th stuff. Then 1 bundled him up and made him "I went over to Boston,' who was doing nothing hut moaning and cursing, awful scared, and, Whipping out my knife, I looked for the place, and sure, enough, there It was on his left wrist 1 eut around the marks and tied a ban-da- g over It He bled fearfully, but when I saw where he had been hit I thought tt Was all up with him. And' so it wis, for he died in about six aoit of whisky, but not he-- i 9- UW eWwiwi1 CLOSER, fast It la battlefield. Sfealatooe May te ( Bloody Coo me. The dUcovery oL fifteen prehlstort skeleton in a gravel bank near Halle- o1 vtiWBObS e, "hem OLD , f 9 th AristocmMf rue trnkhlMW - rk. - A bon I Knflaad. are not a rich aristocracy, wrptlldy Warwick seven years ag We accoging to the London Mail. are, any of us, deadly poor, little better Mhn splendid paupers." Are these splendid paupers, idng owners of rural Engltad, and worthy sustainers of th traditions of a noble rale, giving way to A Her lean manufacturers, to South Afrlctn speculators, to German mer chantprlncea? Our old aristocracy absorbed the Rothschilds and Bcntlncki of previous generations and made them part ef Itself, The new millionaire three ten to absorb lt. Fro or Sklbj Castle, near Dornoch, Firth, dotfn to orres, by Bowes, thecosiaopolitan c! capital are seizing some of the faireal spots cf our land. These milnonalr Invader arc 10 enormously rich that they ar indifferent to the fancy price arked for great estates. It must be I very extraordinary 1nRlish eetatt which cannot now be rented for from 2,000 to 3,000 a year. The upkeej of such a place will cost from 6,001 10,000 a year more. to Even, th poorest millionaire, the mar - who t not making more than 50,000 a year, can afford this. Meanwhile, In at least one case, the Ran with a family history ,,c( 600 yean behind him has tc bury himself In a C0 a year semidetached villa In some qtHet town hi old near London Th rent-o- f mansion goes to satisfy . mortgagee, leaving him perhaps 500 a year for himself. Thta Is no fancy picture, ed SWELL NOVELTY ThtU of much greater value 'than at first sup- posed, for It Is thought the place was an aboriginal 7 battlefield. The day after the discovery the digging followed the line of the trench, and the bones finally became eo thick that the work had to be abandoned, as they rendered the gravel unfit for use. No effort wss made to rount the skeletons unearthed after th first day. nor will It be known bow much further ? the trench extends until some archaeologist arrives on the scene and completes the work. The theory that the skeletons mark th scene of a bloody prehistoric battle arises from the fact that they He In th ditch without any semblance of order and as though thrown there hastily. There was only one skeleton which Indicated that the body had been burled with care; It waa lying straight In the trench some distance from any other and surrounded by black soli, as though burled In a coffin or some other covering large numbers of stone - Implements were found, on of especial Interest being a stone funnel. Chrtrltlothe monarebs fftat-O- m few li, and John was then Just beginning ts study geography. He knew that th word came from putting together twe Greek words, "Geo," the earth, and Grapho " to write. "Writings abotit -the earth," then, waa geography. s They were studying about New Eng- - N land, and about Massachusetts the state John lived. He knew "God mad Ah earth, the sea, and all tha In them la. Go had made the hills and river, whlla men had made, roads and built towns. Who made the red lines between the ' states?" he asked one day In the class. Those are political lines, John,'" aald the teacher, and some of the bigger boys laughed. So John asked ns more questions, but hoped he might . find out for himself, "John, said his mother one . day, 'you father and I are planning to g on a fin long drive Into New Hampshire, and w think w will take make-believes- !" I followed her down the garden Walk; I aaw her smile, and I heard her talk. "Pansies, have you some seeds to spare? Thanks! How happy and good you are! ? ttrd After that, little John divided everything into two classes: "true things" Tt Hospital Co Iwtloa. "Where are you going, my little maid?" "Im going cllecting. air," she aald; "But not for me, she added, Its all For the poor sick folks in the htpi-tal- " Iillionaire inv apers, $ while. T saw he was friendly and told him v to kill with perhaps the of finding some money around. Be waa an esc-- .; ed murderer from Qwhare up in Alabama, and they wen after him for a terrible crime, ve sorse than murder. He had1 fftiksd being caught again several and at last had got away down hef through the swamps and wood and la 4 boat he had stolen H said his name was Dick Boston, d you ever hear of such a man tented you can tell them that they lot his bones here, for 1 burled Wmsut yender lWta why I have this snake, I drew hi fangs and kept him around for Bme time, till he got so he would at m of my hand, and seemed to sorter tike a liking to me. 1 dont care muc aSout snakes, biU'lhts old fel-- r wsa' fight to my friendship if he tents it, and he can have it till he 'dies. - Bat la Blung by It was his plan sM everything, HIS BENEFACTOR. - that pd use my aback, gun and name , "sane-gen-" possess of Li Hung characteristics Chang. At home and abroad he la bound to reign supreme, and this ambition would have more than once gone sadly against him at Pekin had be not 's been the famous favorite. In 1896 the old viceroy represented China at Nicholas IL's coronation fete, when, among other celebrations, an elaborate presentation of grand opera was given. - On this evening all the elite of Europe fo'rmed the audience. When Nicholas II. entered the orchestra struck up the "Boje Tzara Krani, or Russian national anthem, everybody stood up during the singing of the hymn, and the last note was drowned or the new by an enthusiastic chec sovereign. General attention was directed, however, to one box where a Wlzzen-face- d old . chap was observed seated. This was none other than the independent Li. The master of ceremonies spotted the delinquent, and, rushing up to the Chinaman, politely informed him that he must rise, as had every one else. 1 am not every one," answered Ll, coldly, "so please take yourself off," Chicago Record.- Tsi-An- Vow Hying CroMhoppeti A species of grasshopper, hitherto unknown in the is'and, has made Its appearance In SL Croix, Danish West Indies, and the planters complain of the damage done to the canes. This insect Is from one to one and a half Inches long; of a light brown color, of the and, contrary to the habit known species. It Is able to fly. It Is e feared Tt Is similar tothat which-madIts appearance some time ago In Cuba and was supposed to have been brought ovee in bay Imported from the United Etatea II. Burrowea in Chicago tat "Poppy, your box is full, I see Plenty for you and enough tor me. Surea I And, oh, you Sturtluma! live, Youve two three to give! four eeven seeds -- No seeds in your pockets, O Fleur-de-li- s? Why should you hide them, dear.from me? "And after a while the flowers Will .. call: ' Were ready to go to the hospital. By .Mary A. Lath bury. . , This , 70U." "Sweet Peas, you darlings, you never hide; You carry your pocket of pea outside. a "Next May 1 will scatter them here and there , In my garden square. And lAi ht EtepUat is the story of an elephant He was a gray elephant prince among elephants, and his name waa Din. He waa called a stupid, clumsy thing In the very enlightened country, many thousand mile from India, to which ht had been sent a captive. And how came he there? "A -- sad Ah! that la the story. thing" aa his "mahout" or slave said when Din was put 09 board the great hip at Bombay. Poor Din! In vain he trumpeted; no "mahout" cam to hla cell;, and he became silent and very seasick. At last, after a very long time, he was landed at a strange wharf, and, hound with chains about his feet, he was led by strange men to the zoologl-thcal garden were to be bis home, Wu ! lie didn't know or car that the country in which he Was to stay was enlightened, and that it was beautlfuL He only thought of th thick jungles and delightful heat of the country of his birth, of the plants and tree which be had grown up amongst, of the large pool wjre he had bathed. What did he car for plenty of grain and hay to eat, or for the many, many people that came to look at him? Poor Din! He could only stand there raging and tugglns at his chains and calling and trumpeting quite loud enough to be heard in India, hla keeper thought He who had been chief elephant of a kings elephant house, and had had men how down before him saluting him as "king of 11 elephants," "lord of th kings palace," would he eat peanuts and candy and cake offered by many mall boys? So as he stood day after day, he thought many thoughts. Why had he been sent away? ' Why did not his "mahout" come running to know bis pleasure? Why did the strange men goad . him and heat him when he called out bla heart for his old friend? On day when out In his grazs plot he aaw In th distance a beautiful tropical plant that had been brought from India. To his frenzied trumpeting the plant replied not. not even with a Jbreath of fragrance; and Din got only a Reading tog his noU. If elephants ever suffer from heartbreak, this one did. The bead keeper of the gardens book his head over Din, he disturbed everything and everybody Many months bad passed. Din grew wilder and wilder. Flogging and goading did not help, even shooting had been talked oi' But, one happy day, a letter cam to the proprietors of the gardens from the native king who had old Din to them, with money, much money and bis money was to buy Dla back. Din did not know anything about It, even when he was put on board for Bombay, but when he came In view of the shores of hie native land and th familiar sights and smells reached him, for which he had been pining, happy Din! hi song of Joy was such a trumpeting as made th shores resound. And when his "mahout" came in view prostrating himself and saluting Din with many title then Din knew he was at home, and all hla homesickness pd longing " ' over. ' at avt-- a 'And we wlU cross the state line?" s asked John. za. . "Yea." Hurrah!" said John, for now .he could see the red state line for him' self. With pencil and thin paper h traced the roads, and , the towns . through which they were to drive, promising himself to keep a sharp lookout for th red line. , i , The day was fine. John sat on the back seat with hla mother, the map in hla pocket ready for Use. They passed through Chelmsford, Westford, Groton and Pepperell; and North Pepper?! waa the last town in Massachusetts. "I had rather Walt If you please," aald John, when hia mother offered him a sandwich, and a fine applet He must not miss the state line. "There, now w are In New Hampshire! suddenly said Johns lather, who had promised to he sure and tell when they entered the state of New Hampshire. "Stop! Oh, please atop!" ' cried John, for the horse was going quits fast 1 must tee the line." So the horse's head waa turned, an t they drove back to a stone set Into the side of the road; It had an "M on one side and an "l; on th Other, -- , "Bat the red line' said5 John. "Where to it! It Is the red line that want to ere' They told him that th rod line waa only to be seen on the map; that th state line was miles and mile long, and that no fence even could be built upon It, aa many farms were partly in one state and partly In the other; and that there was ona house built with half on one aide and half on th other aide, so that when you crossed the hall into the parlor you could honestly aay, "I have gone out of the stale! Little John waa very much disapX pointed and somewhat surprised, too; for It would almost seem that th school map waa not to be depended upon, He asked how often th marking stones were set along th boundary line between the states. His father aald, As soften as the boundary line changes- - its direction; and aa often aa a road crosses the line." John told hla teacher all about hla Journey, and they called it a "geography ride " and the teacher told him that he had "set her thinking." The next Friday afternoon she asked all the pupil to write out, and hand to her some question In geography that puzzled them." Then each question waa read aloud, and any pupil might raise bla hand and answer If he could; and If no one could, then th teacher did and what do you think was one question? 4 , Please will you tell me. is It red fences, or red stone walls, that they put around the states?" Little John was proud and happy that he could correctly answer the question. John H. Gutterson. - , i . . . Uroetlng a Sllaat Bratkm Among the few that have a perfect genlua for silence la a certain artist, whose reticence la th amusement and wonder of all that know him. A friend dropped Into hla studio one (lay, and waa vainly en- deavoring to draw Mr. H. Into conversation, when the artists brother ap--' jpeared in the doorway. Hello, Tom," said the brother. "Hello, John, returned Tom, looking up from hla easel, with a smile. ' .John wandered about the room tor fifteen minutes, turned over bin brothers latest work, and the, going toward the door, stopped long enough to aay: Uw I t laa. State Jobs Crow good-bTom." . Thing were very real to John. They , "Well, "Good-b- y, John," waa th hearty re-- ; caused his much thought When he ' read a story book, ha wondered where Joinder. r Tom some on for painted minutes, the little boys and girl .went to school, and what they did beside and then, in au unwonted hurst of confidence, he said, warmly, to hia what was told of them In the book. friend: "They are not real folk," said hla amused mother one day; "the people make . I tell you, I waa glad to see John! Havent seen him before tor a month.". them to amuse children like you." "Are the stories lies then?' asked We Judge of a mans wisdom by hla John, quite horrified. - "Oh, no!" said his mother, trying hope, knowing that the preeeptlon of not to smile; "they ar like your the inexhaustlblenese of nature is aa Immortal youth. ar Goose, just well-kno- y, 1 -- make-believes- !" 1 |