HAVE FAITH IN EACH OTHER.

BY ANNIE WILTON.

Have faith in each other, be not too severe

‘To the faults which on, looking for, see,

For he whom thou jii gest may be very near,
The maelstrom that once threatened thee.

Remember thy fel'ow, so human, so weak,
Alas! may iiiifortifled be:

Then withhold thou the censure so ready to fall
On the faults which you, looking for, see.

Unguarded his childhood by prayer may have been,
Ah 1 his yo-ith to much vice been exposed;

The beam ful avenues aloiigwhich y0u passed
May to his lone feet have. been closed.

Then choose not upbraidings for a brother who

cl‘rs.

Try the Master‘s sweet antidote first,

Let love and pure kindness, so rare in this world,
Contrast With its cold. hitter curse.

Tlfilt. my brother! Keep sowing the seed,

‘11 the, fl‘llltilz‘e drops down from the trees,

And counting His jewels God will number you in.
For the virtues He, looking for, sees.

King Dandy,

THE SILVER SPORT;

OR,
The High Kicker of Salt. River.

 

 

A Roi-lance ol Silverland.

 

BY ALBERT IV. AIKEN,
AUTHOR or “ OVERLAND KIT,” “ THE FRESH 0F
rmsco,” “ THE wonvns or NEW YORK,”
“ TiIE VELVET HAND,” ETC., ETC.

 

CHAPTER XXXII.
A CLEW.

THE idea was simple enough. I

Somerset thought it out in an instant.

He would tender the outlaw the bag—give it
up with a good grace, just as if he had made up
his mind that there wasn’t any use of attempt-
ing to resist him, and then, when the fellow at-
tempted to make off With the plunder, he would
take advantage of the road—agent turning his
back to draw his—Somerset’s revolver—and
slay the man Without mercy.

And the landlord inwardly chuckled as he
pushed the canvas bag across the table toward
the road-agent.

“ As I said afore, seeing that it is you, I
s’pose I will have to let her go, but I don’t Lke
it all the same, and you kin but all the money
that you Will ever git ahold on in this world that
you will never git a chance to ring in a cold
deal of this kind on me again.”

‘ ‘ Well, thar’sno telling ’bout that, you know,”
the road-agent remarked, as he took the bag and
hid it away under his poncho, which he wore
evidently as a disguise.

“ Mebbe I couldn’t play this
on you again, but, bless you, am as full of
tric s as an egg is of meat, and I seldom play
the same kind of a game twice.”

“ You’ll get tripped up one of these days
thou rh, as sure as you live l”

“ {Iebbc so, but I am taking the risk of it, and
when my time comes, if it ever does, I will not
be the man to squeal.

“ Now, Jared, since you have been so kind
and accommodating about this little business I
reckon 1 will have to trouble you once more.

“ You are heeled, I suppose?”

articular riflle

A blank look came over the face of the land-

lord for be suspected what was coming.
“ )h, yes,” he answered.

“ If I remember rightly, you go kinder light
on this sort of thing and don’t carry but one

gun.”

“One gun,” repeated Somerset, almost me-

chanicall y .

“ Have the kindness to hand it over,” and with
the leveled revolver the road-agent seemed to

enforce the request.

“What do you want of my gun?” asked the

Kentuckian, in a sulk way.

“Sort of a keepsa e to remember you by,
you know.

“ Come! haul it out and hand it over, and be
careful how you handle the thing too, don’t go
to fooling with the hammer, trying to cook it,
or anything of that kind, for I am an awful
suspicious chap, and if I should catch you try—
ing any tricks of that description, the chances
are about four million to one I should jump to
the conclusion you were a-going to try to play
some gum—game on me, and the way I would
plug you would be a cautionl

“ It would be a pity to have any unpleasant-
ness now, arter everything has got along so
nicely and so smoothly—arter I have captured
the plunder too and am ready to light out.”

Despite his attempts to look unconcerned, the
landlord could not help revealing hisdisappoint—
ment in his face.

Yet, if he had not been a dull-witted man he
might have, known that a fellow who had shown
himself possessed of as much cunning and au—
dacity as the stranger, would not be apt to fall
the victim of so shallow a trick.

The road—agent noticed the expression upon
the Kentuckian’s face as he reluctantly handed
over the revolver, anl he burst into a loud
laugh.

“ Ha, ha. ha!" he exclaimed. “ Upon my
word, Jared, I believe you did have a 110—
tion of trying some sort of a funny trick upon
me.

“Well, now. strike me cold! if I thought
you would be up to anything of that kind.

“ \Vhy. old follow, you didn‘t- think I was so
durned green as to be taken into camp by any
easy trick, did you?

“ Oh, no; you will find that I am one of the
kind of birds that you must rise early in the
morning to put salt on the tail of.

“ And now I Will say ta, ta.”

Then he began to back slowly toward the
door, and when he reached it, halted, and, fix
ing his glittering eyes upon Somerset, re—
marked: ,

“ Now, then, my dear old pard, I will have to
trouble you to turn your back for about five
minutes, and remain motionless for about the
same length of time, so as to give me a chance
to get out of this ”

The landlord rose slowly to his feet. .

Vague thoughts in regard to. attempting the
capture of the intruder were in his mind, but
nothing tangible.

All throughout the interview he had been at-
tentively studying the person of the intruder
with the idea of being able to identify him
again. _

Of course the suspicion that the mysterious
road—agent was Highland “Iylde, the Silver
Sport, was strong in the mind of the'lxen-
tuckian, and under these circumstances it was
not wonderful that he came to the couclusmn
the disguised man was the cool, quiet, but des-
perate sport.

“ I’ll send this little gun back to you arter a
While, seeing as how you are so obliging about
the matter,” the road—agent remarked. as he
took the! indlord’s weapon in under the poncho,
evidently for the purpose of stowing it away in
his belt.

And as be half turned his head at the mo-
ment,Somcrset caught a glimpse of a'stray
lock of his hair visible through a hole in the
hOod which he wore, and which was such a
complete disguise. ’

The hair WHS both long and light. and the
Kentuckian felt positive that the stray lock
which he saw was one of the silver curls of
Highland \Vylde.

Then the. hands too, muscular, but small
and white, were like the hands of the Silver
Sport, and if they were not his, the landlord
couldn’t call to mind another man in the town
who could lay just claim to such peculiar
hands. .

In the mind of Somerset there wasn't the

 

l
least doubt that he. had hit upon the truth, and

so he was partially reconciled to the escape of
the road-agent, consoling himself with the
thought that he could easily lay him by the
heels when daylight came, for of course the
marauder couldn’t have any idea that his dis-
guise had been penetrated.

The moment the landlord turned his back the
outlaw dextrously whipped the key out of the
lock and inserted it on the outside. .

Then, passing rapidly through the portal, the
marauder closed the door carefully behind him
and turned the key in the lock, thus making
the landlord a prisoner, and this was done so
speedily and noiselessly that Somerset was not
conscious of the moment when the road-agent
quitted the. apartment.

W itli his face to the wall and his back to the
door, the landlord waited for his unwelcome
visitor to depart, wonderin all the while, too,
what the fellow was up to t at h i was keeping
so quiet, never suspecting that he had left the
room.

“ Isn‘t that five minutes about up?” he asked,
after having waited for what seemed to him to
be a terribly long time.

There Was no answer, and then the truth
flashed suddenly upon the Ken tuckian.

“ I reckon the fellow has lit out,” he exclaim-
ed, as he turned around.

“ Now what is the programme?" Somerset
cried, as he hurried to the door.

“ Shall I give an alarm, raise the house and
attempt to chase the durncd galOot, or shall I
rousc the sheriff and put the matter into his
hands?”

A moment‘s reflection convinced him that
the latter course would be by far the best.

The sheriff was used to such things, and
would know exactly how to act, while he was
grcen at thief-taking.

Then, too, if the marauder was the Silver
Sport, as the landlord firmly believed, he would
not attempt to leave the house, but would take
refuge in his own room.

So there wouldn’t be the least use of kicking
up an BXCItet‘llet and rousing everybody in the
hotel with the idea of capturing a man who by
this time was undoubtedly snugly locked in his
own room.

It only required a few moments for the Ken-
tuckian to revolve these matters in his mind
and come to the decision that the sheriff was
the man for his money; then he essayed to open
the door and made the discovery that he was
locked in.

“ Durned if the galorit ain’t worked the thing
right up to the handle!” Somerset exclaimed,
when he made this discovery.

For a moment the landlord was puzzled in re-
gard to how he should be able to get out.

Either he must raise an outcry and alarm the
house, or else wait until morning.

And then as he puzzled over the mattera
bright idea came into his head.

The sheriff occupied the next room to him, as
it happened, and by knocking on the wall he
could undoubtedly awaken the oflicial without
disturbing anybody else.

The Kentuckian was quick to put this plan in
execution.

Selecting a spot near where he thought the
head of the sheriff’s bed would come, he rap-
ped on the wall.

CHAPTER XXXIII.
THE SEARCH.

As it happened, Kellerhan was alight sleeper,
and the rapping on the wall awoke him almost
immediately.

The hotel was no exception to the usual run
of buildings on the frontier, where all build—
ing materials are extremely dear and labor
also commands a high price, and had been
run up as cheaply as posSible, so the parti-
tions between the rooms were thin, and by
raising the voice a conversation could be car-
ried on between two parties in d fferent rooms.

So the moment the sheriff woke up he listened
for a moment to make so: v that the raps were
intended for him, and then, putting his mouth
close to the wall, called out:

“ Hallo! what do you want?”

“ It’s me, Somerset,” responde the land-
lord, with his usual disregard for English gram-
mar.

“What‘s up?” exclaimed Kellerhan, spring—
ing to his feet, for he anticipated now that some-
thing was amiss.

“ I’m locked in from the outside.
let me out!”

It did not take the sheriff lon to dress, and
within five minutes he unlock the door and
entered the landlord’s apartment, full of wonder
in regard to what had occurred. '

Briefly the Kentuckian told his story, to
which Kellerhan listened with utter astonish-
ment.

As he said, it did not really seem possible that
the road-agent would try so hold a game.

“ Well, he’s done the trick, and slick as a
whistle too,” the landlord observed with a dole-
ful-face.

“ A good thousand dollars in the bag, and the
galoot got away with all of it!”

And then he related how he had noticed the
color of the marauder’s hair through the hole
in the hood, and the conviction had forced it-
self upon his mind that the disguised road-agent
was the Silver Sport, Highland Wylde.

“ Let me see; he has a room hyer, hasn’t he?"
the sheriff" asked, after reflecting on the matter
for a few moments.

‘ ‘ Yes.”

“ \Vhar‘abouts?"

“ In the rear of the house."

“ \Vell. he’s our game just now!” Kellerhan
exclaimed. decidedly.

“ The chances are big, you know. that he has
gone right to his own room, and that if we
jump in onhim thar, we will be able to git our
clutches on the bag that be robbed you of, ’cos
he won‘t have no notion that we are onter him
so soon.” .

This reasoning seemed good to the mind of
Somerset, and he so expressed himself.

“ Take one of my revolvers in case the fellow
shows fight,” said the sheriff.

“ No, I don’t need it. thank you.
other one in my trunk.”

So Somerset hastened to get out his weapon,
which he immediately loaded, while Kellerhan
examined his own tool to see if it was in perfect
order.

“ You see," the sheriff remarked, while these
preparations were gomg on, “ being right in the
house hyer it was the easiest thing in the world
for the galoot to git posted ’bout everything.”

" Right you air.”

“ And that is how he came to do the trick up
so fi e.” _

“Yes, yes, no doubt about it.”

“ Are you ready?”

“ You bet.”

“ Come on then.”

“ I had better take the candle, hadn't I. so we
will have some light on the subject?” the Ken-
tuckian observed. ~

“ Oh, yes, by all means."

“ I reckon we will stand a good chance to take
this galoot by surprise, smart as he is.” ‘

‘* That is just my calculation,’ the sheriff re-

lied.

l) ,i The chances are big that he will not sus-
pect his disguise is penetrated. His reckoning
is that you will believe the road-agent was an
outsider, and will never guess he is an inmate of
the house.

“ Acting on that idea you will make a rush
for the outside of the hotel just as soon as you
think you can do so without danger of being
shot by him. and he, safe] 7 hidden away in his
roomfis no doubt chuckling in his sleeve about
this. time. " _

“And hOW easily be has done the trick and
got away with my cash,” remarked Somerset,
savacely‘. very much disgusted at the way he
had been treated. . _

“ If he laughs now, soon it Will be our turn,’
Kellprhan remarked, as the two proceeded into

tl‘V.
thggllilleSPt led the way to the door of the room
occupied by the Silver Sport. ‘

“ What is the programme?” the host asked, in

Come and

I’ve got an-

 

a whisper as he came to a halt- before the door
of Wylde’s room.

“Shall you speak to him or I?”

"You had better do it. If he found that I—
the sheriff—Was here before he opens the door,
it might excite his suspicions that something was
wrong, and he would vamose the ranch through
the window.”

“ Yes, that is so.”

“Knock at the door and tell him that you
want to see him on some particular business.
He will jump at once to the conclusion that
you want to consult with him about the rob-
bery, and of course, will gladly open the
door so as to advise you how to catch the road-
agent.”

“ The dog-goned rascal!” and the Kentuck-
ian shook his fist menacineg at the closed door.

“ Don’t swear! you won’t catch any fish l” rc-
marked the sheriff, dryly.

Somerset rapped at the door.

The Silvchport was evidently a light sleeper,
for the sound roused him immediately for he re-
sponded at once.

“ Hallo! who’s there?”

“ It’s me, Somerset, the landlord,” responded
the Kentuckian, in rude defiance of the rules
made famous by LindleyMurray.

“ \Vhat do you want!”

And then the listenei s without heard the bed
creak, as though the occupant was rising from
it.
“I want to see you on some important busi-
ness. Open the door so I can talk to you.”

“ All right—wait a minute until I get into my
harness,” was the response. '

Then the pair heard the Silver Sport strike
a match, evidently for the purpose of light-
ing his candle, so that he could see to dress,
and they could hear him mo xing around the
room.

“ It’s dollars to cents that he is hiding the
plunder away,” Kellerhan Whispered in the ear
of the other. ’ i

“ Yes, he didn’t calculate he Would be dis-
turbed so soon. "

“ Oh, we’ve got him foul, and don’t you for-
get it. Can’t you see through the keyhole?”

This struck Somerset as being a good idea, and
so stooping he essayed to play the spy, but after
a moment’s inspection, gave it up with a shake
of the head.

“ No go,” he said.

“ The durned galoot has got the key fixed in
the lock in such a way that you can’t see into
the room.”

“ Oh, he’s a cunning rascal,”the sheriff re-
marked , ‘ ‘ but we will get him dead to rights for
all his cunning.”

“ You bet on thatl”and firm was the air of
determination with which the landlord grasped
his pistol.

During this wait Kellerhan had been revolv-
ing a plan of operations in his mind, and hav—
ing arranged the scheme to his satisfaction,
lost no time in communicating it to his com—
panion.

“ I reckon this fellow is pretty quick on

the ‘draw,’” he remarked to Somerset, “ and
we mustn’t give him any chance to get out a
weapon.
“ I think the odds are big that we are going
to take him by surprise, and if we do catch him
foul we must be careful not to let him get out of
the scrape afcrc we secure him.”

The landlord nodded; this seemed sense.

“So, the moment he opens the door I will go
for him red—hot.

“Thar’s a pair of handcuffs in my pocket,
and when I make him throw up his hand, on
get the bracelets out and snap them on him. "

Again Somerset nodded, and a fiendish grin
spread over his face as in anticipation he en-
joyed the discomfiture of his foe.

“You want to keep cool, you know, and don’t
be in too great a. hurry.” the sheriff continued,
with the true professional fear that his as-
s1stai’it by undue haste might spoil the“ busi-
n s

“ Oh, that is all right; I am as cool as a cu-
cumber. Don’t you worry; I won’t make no
bad break.”

A stop was put to the conversation at this
point by the Silver Sport approaching the
door.

He turned the key in the lock and then
opened the portal wide, evidently without the
least suspicion thatthere was an thing amiss.

The moment the door opened ellerlian step-
ped promptly forward, and “ covering” High—
land Wylde with his cocked revolver, cried:

“Thr0w up your hands—you are my pris-
onerl”

 

CHAPTER XXXIV.
AN IMPORTANT FIND.

NEVER since this world began was a man
more taken by surprise than was the Silver
Sport by this entirely unexpected proceeding.

He was only half-dressed—nothing but his
pantaloons and shirt on, and was so totally un-
suspicious of any danger threatening him that
he had not taken the precaution to buckle on
his belt containing his revolver, nor to wear
his coat with the trusty derringers in his side

pocket.

“ Hallo, hallol what the deuce do you mean
by this proceeding?” he exclaimed, staring at
his visitors with an expression of the greatest
surpris .

The astonishment.- seemed to be so genuine
that if the sheriff and Kentuckian had not
been sure of their game, it would, undoubtedly,
have caused them to think they had made some
mistake in laying the crime at the door of the
Silver Sport.

But as it was—having such indisputable proof
that he was the man they sought—the expres—
sion upon his face only served to show them
that he was a first—class rascal.

“Oh, nothing much, only a little sort of a
joke on our part,” the sheriff responded.

Kellerhan was disposed to be facetious now
that he found the game was in his hands.

His quick eyes had noticed that the Silver
Sport was unarmed, unless indeed he had a
pistol concealed in his bosom, which he did not
think was likely, for there did not seem to be
the least doubt that the suspected man had been
taken entirely by surprise.

It was rather odd, too, it seemed to the sher-
iff, that such an out-and-out sharp could be
“taken into camp " in such an extremely easy
manner, but then the sharpest of men are
caught napping sometimes, and he supposed it
had been so in this case. ,

“ Only a little joke-a leetle, practical joke,”
the sheriff repeated. -

“ I’ll explain the hull thing to you in a little
while. Sorry to trouble you, you know, but
these little accidents will occur.

“ Now if you will have the kindness to hold
your hands out while my pard hyer snaps the
bracelets on, I will be much obliged to you.”

And while the sheriff was speaking, the land-
lord ran his hand into Kellcrhan’s pocket and
brought forth the handcuffs.

A fierce expression came into the clear eyes
of the Silver Sport as be perceived the glitter-
ing “ bracelets," and understood that it was
the intention of his unexpected visitors to
adorn his wrists with the ornaments. He cast
a sideway glance at the bed where lay his belt:
which contained the revolvers, and the sheriff
easily understood that if Highland Wylde had
possession of his weapons he would not have
submitted without a struggle to the disgrace of
being put in fetters.

“ No, no, that game won’t work!” Keller—
han warned, sternly, as he notibed the furtive
look.

“ Don‘t try to come any monkey business, or
else I shall be obliged to fill you full of bullet—
hole 5

“ I mean business every time, and don‘t you
forget it! It isn‘t the least bit of use for you
to kick, you know: you are in for it, and might
as well take the matter quietly.”

"' But what is the meaning of this outrage?”
the Silver Sport demanded.

“' W'hat have I done that you should want to
fetter me like a criminal?”

And there was such a glint of fire in the eyes
of the speaker that the sheriff was really ap-

 

prehensive that, although the sport was wholly
unarmed, and With his life at the mercy of his
assailants, apparently, he might venture upon a
struggle.

And Kellcrhan was not anxious for this, de-
Splt8_ the fact that all the advantages were on
his side, and he held the Silver Sport in such
a Situation that it seemed certain any attempt
at_re81stance on his part would only lead to cer—
tain death.

But the sheriff was too old a man—had seen
too much of life, not to understand how much
truth there is in the time-honored saying that
 There is many a slip between the cup and the
i .

If the prisoner, in his desperation, attacked
him, weaponless as he was, and his bullet
should not happen to hit Highland “’ylde in a
vital spot, so as to lay him out on the instant,
or if the revolver should chance to miss fire—
such things are happening every day—then
the contest would not be such an uneven one.
for a man possessed of the muscular powers up-
pertaining to the Silver Sport, who could knock
out such bruiSe rs as Dublin Tricks and the
Birmingham Infant, would not have much
trouble in getting away with two men like
himself and the landlord.

So the sheriff thought it best to attempt to
reason about the matter with the suspected
man, and thus avoid a struggle.

“ Say! you ain’t done anything that you
have any cause to be ashamed of, have you?"
he asked. "

“ No, not to my knowledge!”

“ What is the use of trying to be ugly about
the matter, then?” Kellerhan argued.

“ Thar has been an accusation lodged ag’in’
you, and it is my duty as an officer of the law
to take you into custody.

“Of course I don’t know anything about
your innocence or guilt, but if you are not
guilty, I should reckon that thar isn’t any
cause for you to be alarmed and to cut up
rusty about the matter.

“That is the way I figure it.”

“ There isn’t any doubt that there is a great
deal of truth in what you say, but innocent
men are sometimes unjustly accused and un—
justly punished. For all that, though, as I
know my skirts are clear, I reckon I’ll have to
let you put on the handcuffs, although it is the
first time that my wrists were ever ornament—
ed in that way.”

“ Ah, well, we all have our ups and downs in
this world, and no man can ever tell a day
ahead what is going to happen to him,” Keller-
han observed, in What he considered to be a
consoling way, as Highland Wylde extended his
hands and the landlord adjusted the handcuffs
on them.

After the Silver Sport was securely fettercd
the sheriff directed Somerset to close the door—
the two had entered the room to handcuff the
prisoner.

“ lVe don’t want any interlopers in this busi-
ness,” Kcllerhan remarked.

“ Although I reckon there isn’t much danger
of anybody passing by at such an hour as this,
yet some straggler might happen along.”

The Silver Sport sat down upon the only chair
that the room contained, for the intruders had
hastened to take possession of the bed, upon
which lay the belt of arms, and, perceiving
that it was the evident intention of his visitors
to hold a confab with him, said:

“ Now then, gentlemen, will you have the
kindness to explain the meaning of this strange
proceeding?”

“ Certainly,” replied the sheriff.

" My friend, hyer, Mr. Somerset, has just
been robbed of over a thousand dollars by a
masked man with a nickel-plated revolver—the
very same road-agent who stopped Jimmy Mc
Millen when he was on his homeward road on
the night when we had the poker party hyer in
the hotel—and got away with all the money that
Jimmy won that night.”

The Silver Sport appeared amazed at this in-
telligenci ,and again the expression appeared to
be so genufiie that the others thought they had
never before met so capital an actor.

“ You surprise me!” Highland Wylde re-
marked, perceiving that the others expected
him to say something, but not knowing exactly
what to say.

“ “'ell, by my advice, Jimmy kept quiet about
the matter so that I would have a chance to nab
the man,” the sheriff remarked.

“I reckoned that the fellow having made out
so well in the first heat would beanxious for
another go, although I admit, I didn’t think he
would strike so near home as to go for some-
body right in the hotel hyer.”

“ And me too of all men in the world!” Somer~
set exclaimed .

“ I suppose, judging by this raid you have
made upon me to-night, that you think I know
something about this matter,” the prisoner re—
marked.

“ Oh, yes, we think you are the man who did
the trick 1” Kellerhan replied.

“ Nonsense!” the Silver Sport exclaimed.

“ Nary nonsense!" exclaimed the landlord,
angrily. “ You are the man who did the job.
I kin swear to that nickel-plated revolver of
yourn, and then, too, although you had a sort
of a hood over yer head, I saw that tow hair of
yourn through a hole in it l”

“Oh, this is ridiculous!” lVylde exclaimed,
exasperated at the accusation.

“ Nary time; we have got you down, dead to
rights!” the sheriff declared. “ And you have
got the plunder stowed away somewhere right
in this room—in the bed mebbe 1”

And then Kelleihan pulled the clothes off the
bed, but all he discoy'ered was a neatly-folded
rubber blanket which had been concealed un—
der the bedclothes at the foot of the bed.

“ That’s the very identical poncho he wore as
a disguise!” Somerset cried.

(To be continued—me in No. 214.)

 

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This is the temperature of moderately hot
water, and much below that at which the magic
spoon used to melt in a cup of tea.

THE alleged process of producing artificial
quinine. which at first created considerable in—
terest, does not stand the test of investigation.
The London druggists have failed to obtain
even the small amount of the new drug neces-
sary for experiment. and they are unanimous
in their belief that the supposed discovery is a
humbug.

A SHEET of ordinary paper warmed in front
of a fire will, in a dark place, give a very de—
cided electric spark upon the application of the
knuckle, with a crackling sound. On placing a
sheet of gold-leaf between two sheets of paper
thus electrified. and passing a pencil-point over
them in a zigzag course, a luminous flash quite
strong will appear.

 

Good Stories to be Retold.

How they Interpreted Mr. Greeley.

HORACE GREELEY USed to write a miserable
scrawl. One day he sent the following to the
Iowa Press Association:

“ I have waited till longer waiting would
seem disoourteous, and now decide that I cannot
attend your press meeting next June, as I
would do. I find so many cares and duties
pressing on me that, with the weight of years, I
feel obliged to decline any invitation that takes
me over a day‘s journey from home.”

Out of this the recipients, in consultation as-
sembled, made:

“ I have wondered all along whether any
squirt had denicd the scandal about the Presi-
dtnt meeting Jane in the woods on Saturday. I
have hominy, carrots and R. R. tics more than
I could move with eight steer. lf eels are blight-
ed dig them early. Any insinuation that brick
ovens are dangerous to hams gives me the hor—
rors.”—('umden I’ost. '

 

 

Colonel and Major.

CHASE and Wiggin. both of them famous
stuttcrers, belonged to the militia in the old
days when everybcdy in New Hampshire was
in the militia and the organization was mainly
fictitious. Chase and Wiggin happened to lie
ranking captains in one of these paper regi—
ments at a time when the colonel of the regi—
ment died and the major moved out of the
State. In due course of official red tape \Vig—
gin received his commission as colonel of the
regiment and Chase as major. Both men were
considerably "set up” by their new titles and
naturally felt like apprising the whole village of
the promotion: but they ivere dignified men
and of course didn’t care to go around telling
everybody, so Chase started out and went from
one store to another, poking in his head just far
enough into each door to say:

“ H—h-h-hev you seen C-c-c-c—Colonel J-j-j-jack
\Vicgin?”

Nobody had seen him, but eVerybody caught
the new title. And promptly Wiggin started
on a similar pilgrimage through the town.
Thrusting his head through the first grocery
stOI e be came to, he stuttered out: A

“ H-h—h—a-a-a—ave you seen M-m—m—major Jim
Ch-ch-ch-ch—a-a-a—ase?”

Of course they had seen Major Jim Chase,
and so informed him, and by the time be over—
took the major at the end of the Village and
had congratulatid him warmly, the appoint—
ments had be en so to speak, officially gazetted
throlughout the town of Exact—Boston Re»
can .

 

The Hearse Wasn’t Sent. For.

SEVEN of the untutored savages of the Wild
“'est Show wandered down Broadway yester—
day in the rain. All the shopkeepers along the
route seemed pleased to Show the savages every-
thing iii stock. from French bonnets to silk
stockings. At length the gayly-clad aborigines
reached Fourteenth street. On the cornerstood
John A. Mackay, the comedian, with two
friends.

“ Poor things.” said Mr. Mackay, “ they look
so cold. I suppose but for the yellow pants, red
blankets, and the ocher on their faces they ‘d
come pretty near freezing to death, wouldn’t
they, A1?”

“ You might take them in the Morton House
and ball them off,” said the young man address-
ed as “ Al.”

“ I think I will,” said Mr. Mackay, stepping
up to one of the chiefs and tapping him ginger—
ly on the shoulder.

“ Wough 1” said the red-man.

“ My friend,” began Mr. Mackay, “ the air is
nipping. Will you come and nip with me?”

Mr. Mackay pointed to the cafe.

“ Wough!”said the seven red-men in chorus,
and they all followed Mr. Mackay and his
friends inside.

“It would be funny,” said Mr. Mackay, “if
we could get ’em all full. put ’em in a hearse and
start ’em up Broadwa .”

“ What’ll it be ?” said Mr. Mackay,when they
reached the bar.

“ ’Pollinaris,” said Red Wolf.

“Same with lemon,” said the Young—man—on
horseback.

‘ ‘ Little seltzer," grunted Coyote—with—spotted»
tail, rubbing the ocher off his nose.

“ Ginger ale,”murmured Black Buffalo.

“ Plain soda.” said Blue Heron.

“ Sarsaparilla.”whispered Young-man—afraid-
of—his-feet. fingering his tomahawk.

“ Vichy,” murmured Blue Cloud.

Mr. Mackay said nothing, but diving deep
down into his pocket pulled out a package of
Turkish bath tickets, and gravely presented one
to each of the seven red-men.

“ When you get home.” hesaid, tie wet towels
around your heads: it will make you feel bet—
ter.”

“Wough.” said the seven red-men, in chorus,
as they filed slowly out.

“ It’s no go,”said Mr. Mackay, slowly wiping
a tear from his eye—N. Y. Sim.

 

 

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