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Badger, Jr., Charles Morris, Oll Coomes, etc., etc., rendering THE BANNER WEEKLY Always Attractive—Always commanding what is best in American Popular Literature. Happy-Go-lucky‘ Papers. The Ferocious Gentleman Cow. OF all the beasts of prey indigenous to America the most to be dreaded—especially by women—is, perhaps, the male bOvine, common- ly known by another name, which our—excuse us, er—our modesty will not permit us to write until further along in the sketch, when our blushes shall have subsided in a measure, as it were. The gentleman cow (so to call him at present), when feeling in his usual health, can disperse an out-door convention of young ladies, and send them screeching to the four quarters of the globe with more expeditious_suddenness than any other of our native wild animals, ex- ce t, possibly, the mouse. The male cow, in the expressive language of the proverbial philosopher, is boss of the ranch, and turneth not away for any. A cow of the masculine persuasion has been known to go out before breakfast and toss a full-grown man over a fourteen—rail fence with scarcely an effort to speak of, and then shake his head and paw around and like Aleck the Great, bellow for more worlds to conquer. There are men as brave as tho bravest, who can face the music of cannon on the battle- field and march unflinchingly into the teeth of a battery, who actually have not the courage to “ take the bull by the horns,” as the saying goes, when they chance to meet him in a ten- acre lot. On the contrary, they enerally pre- fer to right-about-face and allow Instory to re- peat itself in another ignominious Bull run— with the Union forces, as usual. slightly ahead, and the bull a good second, COVering himself with glory and dust in a. frantic effort to get there, Eli, in time to assist the man over the fence. By the way, talking about “taking the bull b the horns,” reminds me of a good story about an Irishman—the Irish are partial to bulls, you know—who made the attempt and got left. The bull left him on the other side of the fence. The Emerald Islander was consider- ably shook up by the occurrence, so the story goes, and it was some minutes before he was able to Sit u and inquire into the affair. When Patrick ha finally crawled painfully to his feet, the first thing that dawned on his dazed vision was the still enraged bovine on the oppo— site side of the high rail fence, bowing and scrap— ing away as politely as a French dancing- master. It took the puzzled Irishman some time to fully realize just what had happened, but after some moments Of head-scratching, accompanied by hard reflection. light suddenly dawned on his benumbcd senses, and he exclaim- ed, with true Celtic wit: “Be jabers! the bull is on the other side of the fente, an’ I must have throwed him there before I become insinsible; but it give me a moighty hard twist to get him over, so it did! An’ now, by the powers, his worship kin stay there till doomsday before Oi’ll climb over an’ throw him back !” And Patrick limped defiantly away, well satisfied with his exploit. But it is not everybody who tackles the gen- tleman Taurus on his native heath that comes out of the conflict with as undiminished confi- dence. in himself as the undaunted Emerald Islander. Take the case of the unfortunate young man at the Sunday—school picnic, for instance, which took place out in Schoharie county while I was viSiting in that vicinity this summer. He was a dashing young fellow. clad in a spike-tailed coat. a Soup-plate hat, and the usual white vest and light-colored picnic pants, and he seemed to be the special pct of the ladies, and the lion of the day generally. He had been bragging for an hour or so about his many mighty deeds of valor to a little circle of young lady listeners (who believed every word Of it, of course), and longing so earnestly for an opportunity to dis- play his personal prowess and courage. And e was just telling the admiring group of youth- ful females, was this valiant young man. what wonders he would do if they were under his Erotcction in some savage clime. (say Nova e'nbla or Coney Island, for instance). and a fierce Numidian lion or a wild grizzly bear should venture to attack them, when a crippled gentleman cow, too Old to chew grass, and , per confidentia blind in one eye at that, came straying into the picnic grounds, looking for a custard pie or something soft to inasticate; and when the broken—down bovine aforesaid unexpectedly waded 11 near the group and gave vent to a gentle “ oo-oo—oo—oo!” this brave and valorous young man, the chivalrous and intrepid protec— tor Ot' timid maidens, the daring and daun_tless lion—annihilator, the heroic and fearless grizzly destroyer, turned suddenly pale. and sprung hur- riedly to his feet, gave one starth glance be- hind‘him at the approaching bovme, then utter- ed a wild shriek of alarm, jumped clear over the heads of the surrounding ClI‘Cle Of young ladies, leaving them to their fate, and climbed to the very top of a tree thirty feet high before an one could stop him. I ell, sir, the whole thing occurred in about one minute and thirteen seconds, Benedict’s time (the kind I always carry), but it ruined that young man’s reputation just as thoroughly as if some one had hit it with a sledge—hammer. After the head deacon had come to the rescue and shooed out the iiiarauder with a parasol borrowed for the occasion from one of the young ladies, there followed a deep and particularly painful silence, which was broken only by the sound of the buttons ripping from the young man’s vest as he slid awkwardly down from his perch in the top of the tree. When the gallant and courageous youth reached torra firinn once more and realized that all danger was passed, and in fact that there never had been any danger to start with, he felt so cheap that if any one present had had a loose two-cent piece concealed in their clothes and had wished to invest it in a donkey they could have bought him on the spot. _ He feebly tried to explain that it was all a mistake; that instead of “horrid thing ” (which the young ladies unitedly exclaimed upon seeing the bovine caller), he understood them to say something about a " swing,”and he went up in the tree to find a place to put one up. But this excuse was a dead failure. It was too gauzy. The material wouldn’t wash. And from that hour the Young-man-afraid-of—a-toothless-male- cow, old enough to be his grandfather (which would make him a calf, I know, but no matter; if the bovine doesn’t kick about it the young man shouldn’t find any fault), was an alien and an outcast, so far as that picnic was concerned. The deacons turned their backs on him, the young men laughed him to scorn, the females, young and Old, unanimously ave him the cold shoulder, and he pulled down is buttonless vest and sneaked away without even getting a whack at the eatables which blossomed forth with great profuseness later in the day. I felt sorry for him, of course. I always do feel bad when I see a young man overreach and throw himself in the first heat that way, so to speak; but I wasn’t so full Of ief but what I was able to stand up at the ta le between two young ladies and surround his share of the pic- nic provender about as fast as it was passed up to me that afternoon. Kind reader, let this cowherdly* youn man‘s sad fate be a warning to you. Never rag Of your prowess until, like the Irishman, you have taken your bull by the horns and thrown him over the fence, is the advice Of Yours earnestly, NOAH Nurr. The late MLShakspere. BY WILL S. GIDLEY. ENGLAND is responsible for Shakspere. If he has any creditors still livin they will doubtless be glad to hear this, as I illiam himself was considered rather r y in his time. When a dim came aroun with his little bill Shakspere would look very sor , call him aside and whis- l in , is ear: “ Just wait ti next week, old man, and I’ll fix you out all right. I’ve been disap inted about getting in some money due me, ut I’ll have it then, certain!” , This remark has been much quoted by people in similar circumstances ever Since. It is one of the most popular of Shakspere’s sa ings. Shakspere was born at Strath —upon-Avon, early Sunday morning, April 23, 1564. His pa- rents have passed away, but the old house where he was born is there yet, although it is beginning to look aged and careworn and the roof leaks some in spots. William was somewhat wild in his youthful days. Once he was arrested for deer-stealing, and the local magistrate before whom the case came 11 for trial thought he saw a ood oppor- tunity or a pun and called him “a (1 Bill.” At these words Shakspere bowed his head in sorrow, and wanted to know “what he had done to deserve such pun—ishment?” This dis— play Of ready wit softened the heart of the mag- istrate, and Shakspere got off with a fine of three shillings and Sixpence. Among the lads of his acquaintance Shaks- pore was commonly known by the various cog- nomens of “ Bill,” “ Will,” “ Billy.” “ Shake,” “ Shorty," and half a dozen other familiar nicknames. However, if his playmates had known the prominent position that “ Bill” was destined to occupy in history, probably they would not have made quite so free with his handle. At any rate, the present generation is more respectful, and Shakspere is now usually designated as “the Bard Of Avon,” “the Di- vine William.” “the Immortal Poet,” “the Myriad-Minded Philosopher,” and similar high- flown appellations. Shakspere‘s chirography was a fearful and wonderful sight. A page Of his handwriting looked like the chart of a village in India just after being devastated by an Old-fashioned earthquake, or a. ward-caucus of an le—worms struggling with the jim-jams. For t is reason no one has been able to tell exactly how be spelled his name. Whether Shakspere wrote his final handle with nine or fifteen letters is, and will forever remain, a dark, unfathomable mystery. The great poet’s name is at present spelled in half a dozen different styles, accord- ing to taste, with several back counties yet to hear from. But, as Shakspere himself puts it: “ What’s in a name?” The difference of a mere letter or so, more or less, doesn’t signify. The name of Shakspere, however spelled, will live as lon as the English language—that is, if some ruth ess destroyer of history and tradition does not rise 11 in the mean time, armed with the stuffed clu of in- vestigation, and demonstrate that there never was such an individual as Shakspere in exist- ence. In this iconoclastic age such a catastrophe is liable to happen at any moment. or even soon- er. And the idea would be about as reasonable as the one advanced some time since that Shaks‘ pere’s plays were all written by an individual named Ham or Bacon, or somethingof that sort, who thought he would wait a few years and see how they took with the general public before acknowledging their authorship. There were a lot of assorted numbskulls who believed in that theory, if anything so devoid of horse, or even mule—sense can be called a theory, and they Will doubtless be equally ready to stand around. with their mouths open and their eyes shut. like a flock of newly—hatched goslings, and swallow anything that is brought forward to prove Shakspere, himself , a myth. However, if worse comes to worst, we trust Susan B. Anthony will step bravely forward and tell all she remembers Of Shakspere’s birth and early history, and thereby settle the matter be out! dispute. ut our obituary notice is owin lon r than We intended, and althouglpir“ a-vgrse”g:o taking “leaf” of a poet. like Shakspere (when we can get his complete works for fifty cents) We are reluctantly compelled to do so. To paraphrase the words of the lamented and incomparable Artemus: “ Ajew! Immortal William, ajew! We ne’er shall see thy like again.” *London P'mch for “c0wardlv." Don’t throw anything. I won't do it again—N. N. is a sign of cowardice. Letters and Talks. FRANK HALL, one of our boy readers and cor- respondents, writcs a pleasant letter from Mon— arch, Colorado, from which we may quote: “ The richest mine in Colorado is in this camp— the Madonna. It ships from twelve to fifteen cars of ore dail . It has a tramway half a mile long. The loathed cars in going down pull the empty ones 11 . The mine employs about 100 men. The RD rt \Vilson mine, owned by Dr. F. McClure, is ship ing fro‘m two to four cars daily. There are other mines here, all of which are doing well. ,It is a great country. I am only fourteen years of age.” T. T. J ., a “ Badger State” resident, and con- stant reader of our paper, writes to say that a movement is on foot to run Dr. Frank Powell, now mayor Of La CrOsse, W'isconsin, for Gov- emor, as an Independent. The doctor “ is not aching for Office,” as he assured us on a recent call—havin his almost unlimited energies most severely tas 'ed by his hysician’s practice and his mayoralty duties. e cannot, however, put his light under a bushel measure, and his rapid- ly-growing fame and popularity may land Lim in the gubernatorial chair—whether he will or no. If he don’t want to be Governor he must not become so popular with the people! A LADY of Evansville, Indiana—to whose let- ter we partially repl in our Answers to Corre- spondents—says: “ omen Of the East that I have met always seem to me less efficient, in a practical way than Western women. They don’t like hard work, or hard study, or hard anything, but ‘put on airs,’ as if work was something discreditable.” The correspondent may bea good judge of character, but, if so, she must have met with exceptional specimens Of the Eastern women. As a rule Eastern women are ambitious, industrious, self-sacrificing and economical to a degree that is an art. The struggle for existence in the East compels all this, and it is simply amazing how well the sis- ters, wives and mothers do their share of the real work of this life. Of course there are par- t‘enues and Silly women in the East, but in no greater proportion to the whole number of wo— men than in the West; they are everywhere, for that matter; and our correspondent will find, as she sees and knows more Of the world, that a woman’s mere residence has very little indeed to do with her native good qualities and capacity for work. EDDY Ransom, of Mount Sterling (he don’t say whatState), writes: “ I’ve about made up my mind that there isn’t anything I can do well. I don’t learn easy, and I can’t see as I have any kind of talent, so I won’t amount to much, I guess. I’d like to write for the papers, but that requires more than I know about things, so it’s no use to think of that. My father don’t en- courage me, nor discourage me, but leaves me to do as I please; so I get along somehow, but am not satisfied or hap y.” Man ' a boy of six- teen Or seventeen gets iscourag First, he is conscious of his inexperience, and, comparing himself with those who have had experience, he sees his inferiority. Second, he has not been thrown upon his own resources and really does not know What is in him. Third, he requires some incentive to self-assertion and action. Now, in the great majority of such cases, the lad eventuall turns out well. Even those who, like Daniel I 'ebster, seem dull and unable to learn, slowly mature and find themselves pos- of solid, good qualities. The course, therefore, for Eddy, and all boys who, like him, “ don’t see what they are made for,” is to do any- thing readily that Oflers—to seek for both expe- rience and 'nowledge—to think well of them— selves and not underrate their good qualifes or capacity, and, almost ere they know it, they will enter upon their life-work with as fair pros- pects as the majority of those who have to work their own way in life. Apathy. or indifference, way with itL ' W The stories appearing in THE BANNER WEEKLY will not be published in book formg @- New readers will please notify their news- dealer of their purpose to take THE BANNER WEExLY regularly, so as to be sure of securing it. Focused Pacts. BEAUFORT. N. C. , is considered the best place on the Atlantic coast for duck—shooting. DEER are more plentiful in Maine than for years past, the result of well-enforced game aws. THE people of Los Angeles, Cal.. want to have a new State formed, to be called Southern Cali- fornia. THE new marriage law in Pennsylvania im- poses so many penalties upon the officiating clergyman who violates any regulation that a special handbook or guide has been issued. with which the wary minister goes around on all oc- cas1ons. THE United States has 87 “regular ” medical schools. Of these, 39 have been 0 ned within 15 years, and ‘21 within 5 years. “Pith them are associated 1,300 instructors and over 10,000 stu— dents: they turn out about 3,600 new doctors annually. THE Maoris of New Zealand, who numbered 100,000 in Captain Cook’s day, are said to be de— creasing in numbers at a rate that will leave the race extinct at the beginning of the next century. The Laplanders, too, a disappearing race, are said to number now not over 30.000. IN England the Government has the wit to tax snobbery and humbug. Thirty-nine thousand and seventy—three people pay a'guinea each for the privilege of using a crest on their late and no‘e—paper. and 17.347 pay two guineas or paint- ing it on their carriages. Thus nearly $400,000 revenue is derived from a foible. ANOTHER attempt is making to introduce the penny into Texas, where for all practical pur- poses the nickel.has been the smallest coin in general use. A Galveston merchant has led the way, and, the people approving the innova- tion, other dealers have imported the coppers and are making change with them. EXCLUDING Key West, where Southern Flori- da reaches into the tropics, the hottest part of the United States is thelower Rio Grande valley. The hottest point where regular data are kept is Fort Ringgold, which has a mean annual tem- perature of 73.4'. Next to Ringgold comes Lare- do with 72.6°; Brownsville, 72.42"; and Fort Yuma, at the mouth of the Rio Colorado. 72.3‘. HERE is a rough tariff obtained from an em- ployment agency of the wages of various grades of help in California: Cooks, $240to $720 a year; nurses, $180 to $360: housemaids. $180 to $300; coachmen. $360 to $720; butler-s, $500 to 3600; Chinese cooks and general servants. 8:40 to $420. Even a child of fourteen cannot be hiredas nurse under $120 a year. THE total annual consumption of tea is now estimated at 3,000,000,000 pounds; Of coffee, 1,000,000.000 pounds: cocoa and chocolate, 1,000,- 000 pounds: while similar drinks are used by less civilized nations and tribes. Tea is the favorite drink of Russm. Holland and England, the last country annually importing 100,000,000 pounds. og'lsdeveral pounds to each man, woman and c 1 THE expenditures for maintaining the English navy, which are gigantic and ever increasing, have not kept it in a state of needed efficmncy. In -1 854 the expcnditures amounted to about 332,- 500,000; but consequent upon the Russian war Wine of the Wits. PREPARING FOR IT. “LITTLE boys should always be repared for the consequences of their acts,” said) the mother, sternly, as Johnny teat-fully protested against file use to which she was about to put her 5 ip Ir. " didn’t th-think abou—about it,” wailed J Ohnny, “ but I’ll git prepared if you’ll let me.” “ How is it possible nOWll” asked the mother, a little uzzled. “I’l put the dust—pan where I know you always hit.”—Bt'nghamfon Republican. PRACTICAL—VERY. THE approaching cool Weather, that brings the young people round the fireside, rather than out on the veranda, has its practical uses. “ Algernon,” said she, lovingly, to her afl‘ianced, “everything is so cheap now, I think that it will be easy for us to go to housekeeping as soon as we are married.” “ That will be delightful, indeed.” “Oh. yes. Material for making embroideries and water colors for panel painting were never so cheap before.” “ Indeed, but how about material for bread?” “How practical; but then I suppose I could paint a pan of biscuit on a plush background.” TOO MUCH NERVES. “ DEAR me!" said the Bentwood Rocker, wearily. “ Can’t you find some other time to practice, and can’t you pla something besides the ‘ Maiden’s Prayer,‘ an can’t you play it with a little less vigor? My nerves are so un- strung you drive me wild.” “ I would talk about nerves if I were you,” said the Piano, severely, " after having a wres- tling match with master all over this parlor at two o’clock in the morning. You broke two vases, upset the fish globe, tore the portiere and scratched one of my carved 19—” “ Ahem!” coughed the modest Ottoman, who had none, and the Piano went on: “ And at daylight the servants picked him up under the hall table, and found you at the foot of the stairs. I would talk about ‘ nerves ’ if I were you.” And all the rest of the furniture scornfully exclaimed, “ Yes, nerves!” and the poor Rock- ing Chair tried to hide its long rockers, and cried under its tidy, while the remorseless Piano just banged artificial thunder out Of “Washing- ton Crossing the Rhine.”-—Burdetfe. DRAWING THE LINE. IT was a Nebraska jail, tavern, saloon, and real-estate agenc combined. The sheriff came out to welcome t e traveler, and he seemed to be a very nice sort of a man. “ Things isn’t just as I’d want ’em, you know,” he apologetically observed, “ but this is a new country, and we can’t have everything at once. Make yourself right to home while the old wo- man cooks dinner.” While waiting for the promised meal, one of the five or six men lounging around the lace entered the room and asked the traveler or a chew of tobacco. . “ Jim, you mustn’t do it—you real] mustn’t,” said the landlord. “ I want to do w t’s right and fair, but I must draw the line somewhere. You jailbirds must not try to put yourselves on an eguality with the guests of my hotel.” “ gailbird, did you say i” queried the travel— erz as im withdrew. ‘ Yes He’s in for two months. Allthat crowd out there are in jail.” " But where’s the jail f” “ Right here. ’Tain’t no silver-plated palace, 1I’llldadmi” 't, but it’s the best the county can af- 0 . . “ Where do you lock ’em 11 i” “Nowhere. There isn’t a on, “Butwhat , vents-bun from running'oII’Pm f‘ Not ‘ pet-tickle: Reckon they’ll all clearontassoonasthegrubgitspoorandlbe— gin to water the whisky.” “ And you won’t tryto stop ’emt” , “ Oh, no. I’m willing to be sheriff and jailer, and I want to see the county git along, but they mustn’t put too many burdens on me.” A RAILROAD Animus. “ GUESS,” said a railroad man recently “that I’ve worked aboard the fastest railroad on earth.” “ Where!” exclaimed half—a-doun bystanders at once. “Oh. out West,” re lied the railroad man. “ Yes," he continued, for a pause, “I reckon I’ve made the fastest run on record. You see it happened some years ago now. The line I worked on was a big gradient for two hundred miles. Well, I wanted to do something big, so I went to the engineer, and said: ‘Jim, I calcu- late we’ve got to sli d0wn this here gradient somewhat 'vely. ’ ose we’ll astonish the peo- ple longsi'de this line.’ Jim was game and work- ed the steam up to bu’stin’ point. He opened the regflator, and away we slid. The wind went past the cars like a hurricane, and some of the passengers got shaky, and inquired if we were trying to run that train Off the end Of the line into the Pacific. I said we were erectin a big record by contract. but they seem- ed to t ink we were in for starting a private cemetery. Well, you wouldn’t beheve it, but during that run down we didn’t once see the sur— rounding country. That train wont So fast that the telegraph poles near the. line seemed c10se together, and blocked out all the scenery com— pletely. Solemn fact that! I was there and should know. But that’s nothing, bless you! By the tune we got to the bottom of the slope there wasn’t a rail left on the track. They were all melted up through friction. Of course Jim and me got discharged. and an assessment was made on the shareholders to relay the tracks. but we didn’t care. We had done two hundred miles in one hour, six minutes and forty-seven seconds, which is prett steep traveling. The American nation ain’t p ayed out yet. you bet.” And so saying, he departed—Twas Sifh'ngs. GETTING AT THE FACTS. AT one of the towns in Mississippi where we stayed over Sunday, a couple of strangers got into a disqu about the age of the earth. They were the sons of planters, and neither of them over twenty-two years of age. The dispute in a good—natured way. but ended in one Of them springing up, pullin out a bowie- knife and threatening to carve 1; other up if his word was disputed in. The other was defenseless, and wisely ld his peace. The man with the knife sat down and conversation turned to other channels. By and by the de- fenseless man got up and lounged away, and next we saw of him, half an hour latcr, he was resting the muzzle of a double-barreled shot- gun against one of the porch pillars of the ho- tel, and had us all covered. The hammers were up, his fingers on the triggers, and his eyes blazed like a tiger, as he said to the man with the knife: “ Jim, it‘s my turn nowl” (6X*es.” “I’ve got you covered!” “ I see.” “I said the earth was a million years old, you stuck to 6,000 years. Jim, come up to my figures or I’ll blOW the top of your head over that fence!” “Say!” replied the other. as he crossed his logs in the coolest manner. “ I’ll tell you what I’m willing to do. As both of us might be wrong, [’11 leave it to the. crowd.” “ Well, that’s fair. What’s your figures, gents?" We consulted together, menaced all the time by two charges 0 buckshot, and the colonel was authorized to call out: “We reckon on about 700,000 years, stran- immediately followm they increased to nearly $100,000.000 in 1856. In 1875 they were a little over 852500.000, and in 1885 aggregated upward of 3150000000. How pusillanimous are our ex- , penditures for a navy as compared with these g figures; and what a pusillanimcus position we would occupy in event of a war with any Eu- ropean power! ger, but shouldn’t be surprised if it went up to a million.” “ Nor I, either l” said the man. as be lowered the gun and leaned on the barrel. “I don’t say as I fit in the war. or that I was born up Fight- ing Creek, but when it comes down to the age of the earth I’m to home and the latch—string is out! Come and see mel”—Detro€t Free Press. “yum... ._ , w .. ,,_ .-...r .x._ a . . . .. », 4..“ Correspondents Column. [This column is Open to all correspondents. in- quiri. s answered as fully and as promptly as cir- cumstances Will permit. Cuntriblltiuns not entered as ‘dvcllned ” may be considered accepted. No MSS. returned. unless stamps are inclosed.] Declined: “A Precious Set;“ “The Gulch Cast~ away; ’ “Moffat’s Mose-3' " EVe‘r and Forever." “Johnny June‘s Conversion,” “Old B‘Gosh;" ‘ Uncle‘s Aunt;" “How to Skin a F193;” "The Five-Spar Cruiser?” “A Badger-Stale Medium;” “Judge and Be Judged ;" “ A Killing B