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NOliTH PLATTE,
NEBRASKA
DISLIKED EAGLE AS SYMBOL
Bird's Adoption ai the National Em
blem Wat Decidedly Unpopular
at Flrct.
Galllnrd Hunt, chief of the division
of inriUMfefjrJptB, has juBt completed n
.historical sketch of'tho great seal
of tho United States, the sketch tell
ing of the various' BtJtgcm of develop
ment through which" tho seal wont be
fore the one now In una wns first
ndopted,
When tiro contln'outal congress made
the obverse of (He great seal tho na
tional nrmn It Inferidcd that tho de
vice should pass fnlo common nse
nmong thq people, ns the (lag had
dono, and like the flag, tho nrniH at
llrBt mot with goncrnl approval, which
soon gave placo to an acceptance ot
it as an emblem of the power nnd
(Eoverolgnty of the United States,
which placed It nbovo criticism.
Not all tho fathers of tho repub
lic, however, wore pleased with the
selection of tho cnglc as tho tin
tlonal embUm. "When tho badge ol
tho ordor of the society of Clncln
natl was mndo in France, In 1874, It
was objected to by some becnuso th
dlsplnycd eagle resembled n turkey
"Kor my part," wrote Benjamin
Franklin, January 2G, 1784, to hl
daughter, "1 wish the bald eagle had
not been chosen ap the representative
of our country. lie Is a bird of bad
moral character; he docs not get his
living honestly. You may have seen
Mm perched on some dead tree, where,
too lazy to fish for himself, ho watches
tho labor of tho fishing hawk, and
then when that diligent bird has at
length taken a fish nnd Is bearing it
to his nest for the support of his
mato and her young ones, tho bald
eagle pursues him and takes It from
him.
"With all this Injustice ho is never
in good enso, but, liko thoso nmong
men who livo by sharping nnd rob
bing, ho Is gcnernlly poor, and very
lousy. Besides, he is n rank cow
ard. Tho llttlo king bird, not big
ger than n sparrow, attacks lilm bold
ly and drlveB him out of tho district."
. " Greon Old Age.
One of tho Inmates of an old wom
en's homo near Vienna Is Fran Knth
nrlna, who is now In her ono hundred
nnd eleventh yonr. Sho was married
nt 20, lived happily with her husband
for 70 years and reared her ton chil
dren, nccordlng to her own wordB, "In
tho fear of tho Lord," Her husband
was a tailor, who received 00 kreutz
ore about 24 cents u day, In speak'
'Jng of a visit to this rc)nnrkablo wom
an a writer In a VIonna paper says:
"Tears came into tho venerable worn
nn's oyes when pho Bpoko of her hus
band, who died 20 years ngo, but tho
cloud soon passed away and was ro
plcd by smiles. Her cap, tho ruche
about her neck, her wholo toilet wub
bo tidy that ono could seo that. via
doslro to look her best wns still Btrong
in tho old woman. Sho dooa not read.
but dollghts in walking In tho garden,
and Rolecta as associates only women
who can play cards, which Is her chief
delight." Clevolnnd' Plain Dealer.
A Bad Style for Pickpockets.
Tho difficulty in reaching tho Pari
fllan feminine pocket has boon rocog
nlzcd Judicially. A thief was charged
with picking n ludy's pocket in the
crowd which wntched tho Chauchard
funeral. Ills attorney plcndcd oxtcnu
atlng circumstances, contrasting the
vast wealth of tho dead morchnnt and
tho poverty of tho accused, and also
tho fact that thoro had been found on
tho latter only a pair of glasses, n few
eoppors and thrco handkorchlofs. If
he" had boon nn oxporlonccd criminal
nsked .the ., Jnwycr, wouldn't ho havo
had touch ttwtrc spoil in his posses
,lon, conoktewHtfe., tho unusually large
crowd of 4wnnrt)7
A nolietwjan. more familiar with the
Mfalons olfjUio day, cxplalnod that
Paris lafflBwpur pockets in thoir pot
tjcdatsi .rondcrlng tho operntlon of
pickpockets dccldodly difficult. The
Judge being a married man, recognized
the point and Immediately found tho
. tn.
IICCUHUU guiuy.
' Walking.
He who uhcr his lens Is therebv on
nbled to ubo his eyes. Nature In all
. 'tnppds Is tho companion of him who
walks. A network of sun nnd Bhndow,
or a mno of muddy pools, lies before
his feet, 111a cheek .feels tho Impact of
kindly breezes or harsher rain. Tho
bond Jn the road lures him onward and
tills him with peaceful conjecture
pleasant comrade nt his side seems
not amiss to most, though Ilazlltt
and Stevenson cast their voices
gainst It, declaring that tho full
JlUTor of a walking tour Is best gained
by tfolltudo. Stevenson hotter nn
nlyzea moods, but llnzlltt is the mom
lyric. . Ho was among tho first of
.Anglo-Saxon blood to sing tlifc open
road,
Pride In One's House.
House pride Is n thing of recon
crrowth; nt any rate, It Is n thing of
recent and widespread rovlvnl. The
rich burghers of tho post whoemplnyod
great artists to paint tho interiors of
their rooms, to perpetuate their glow
ing carpets, their shining glass, their
tablcclothH, their china nnd their
chairs, were, doubtless, housq proud
Hut the cult o tho house was confined
to a small number, whllo nowndnys it
1b becoming uuiversul. We all wor
ship at thp sumo shrine. London
Spectator.
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orriCMT rot r A.CftfCi.uc --co.
SYNOPSIS.
The story nnen.i with tlir fdilnwreek of
h Hlpamvr nil which Mlsi flcnevlevo
an American hclri-pn, Lord Win-
liropc, nn KngllMmian, and Tom Wake,
i liriisoiia American, went imRBOimer.i,
rh- three worn innm-d upon nn unliilmb
tod Islaiul nnd with tho only oiiph not
1rownrd. Iltakn recovered from n drunk
m ntupor. llluk nhunncd on the bnut.
jecnimo of his rotiKlitiPMi. .brcntm n hero
in prenervrr or tlie lirlplcn pair, 'ine
KnellHlnnan wnn miIiir lor tho hand of
Minn Italic lllaku ntnrted to nnltn bnok
to the ship to rrcover wliat wns left.
Illnko returned nufcly. Wlntliropo wnnted
liln lAst match on n cigarette, for which
li wns pcorod by Illnkc. Thoir Ilrrt nienl
wnn a dead Hull. The trio Htniicil a ten
ml In hike for hither land, Thirst nt-
incKed tnem. uiako wnu cotnppiicii io
nrry MIps Ix-nlln on account of wenrl-
nes. He taunted WInthrope-. They tn
trred the Jungle. That nldit wbb pussed
roosting high In n tree. The next, morn
Inir they descended to tho open OKidn.
Alt three constructed lints to shield them
selves from the snn. They then feasted
on copoantit. tlio only procurable roou.
Miss Leslie showed a IlkltiK for Illnko,
but detected his roiiKliiicsn. Id by Ulnke
thoy estnbllslu'd n liomc In Miline. ell tTsr.
Ulalie found a frcHh water spring. Miss
Urnlln raced nn unpieusnni suuntion.
CHAPTER VNI. Continued.
"They'll bo dry In a day or two.
Say, WInthrope, you might fetch some
of those stones silzo of a ball. I used
to bo a fancy pitcher when I was a
kid, and we might sen to tip a rabbit or
something."
"1 play cricket myself. But theso
atones "
"Hotter'n a gun, when you haven't
got the gun. Como on. We'll go In a
bunch, after all, In caso I need stones."
With duo consideration for Win-
Ihrope's nnkle not for WInthrope
Blnke set so slow a pace that tho half-
mile's walk consumed over hnlf an
hour. But his Hinottldorlug Irritation
wus Boon (luonchod whon they drew
nenr tho green thicket at tho foot of
tho elctt. In tho nlmost deathlike
stillness of mld-aftornoon, tho sound
of trickling water camo to their cars,
clear and musical.
"A spring!" shouted Blnke. "I
guessed right Look at those green
plants and grass; there's tho channel
whero it runs out In tho snnd nnd
dries up."
Tho othors followed him eagerly ns
he pushed In among tho trees. They
saw no running water, for tho tiny
rill that trickled down tho ledges wbb
matted ovor wjth vlncB. But at the
foot of tho slopo lay a pool, some ton
ynrdB across, and overshadowed by tho
surrounding treos. There was no
undorbrush, and tho ground wbb
tramplod bare bb a floor.
"By Jovo," Bald Wlntliropo; "seo tho
tracks! There must havo boon a drovo
ot sheep about."
"Doer, you menn," replied Blake,
bonding to cxnmlno tho deopor prints
at tho odgo ot tho pool. "Thoso ain't
sheep tracks. A lot ot them nro
larger."
"Could you not uncover tho brook?"
asked Miss ilosllo. "If nnlmnlH have
been drinking hore, ono would prefer
cleaner wntor."
"Sure," assented Blako. "If you're
game for a climb, nnd can wnlt a few
minutes, we'll get It out ot tho spring
ltsolf. We've got to go up anyway, to
get at our poultry yard!"
"Horo's n placo that looks llko a
path," called WInthrope, who had cir
cled about the edgo of tho pool to tho
farther sldo.
Blako ran around beside him and
stared nt tho tuunol-llko pnssngo which
wound up tho limestone lodges bo
noath tho overarching thlckots.
"Odd plnco, is It not?" obsorvod
Wlntliropo. "Looks 1 HUu, a fox run,
only lnrgor, you know."
"Too low for door, though and
thoir hoofs would havo cut up tho
moss and ferns moro. Let's got a
close look."
Ah ho Bpoko, Blako stooped ami
climbed n few yards up tho trail to an
overhanging ledge, four or five foot
high. Whoro tho trail ran up over
this break In tho slopo tho Btono wns
bare of nil vegetation. Blako laid his
club on tho top of tho ledge, and wub
about to vault after It, whon, directly
beneath his noso.Jio saw tho print of
a great catllko paw, outlined In dried
mud. At the same Instant a (loop
growl camo.j!umbllng down tho "fox
run." Wlthmtt waiting for a Bocond
warning, Blako drew his club to hint,
and crept back down tho trail. Ills
stealthy movements and furtlvo back
ward glances illled his companions
with vbruo torror. lie himself was
hardly- less alarmed.
"Get out of tho trees Into tho open!"
ho exclaimed In a honrso whlBpor, and
as thoy crept away, white with dread
.if the unknown danger, ho followed at
their' heels, looking backward, his club
raised In renditions to strike.
Once clear ot tho trees, WInthrope
caught Miss Leslie by tho hand nnd
broke Into a run. In their torror they
paid no heed to Blako's command to
stop. They had darted off so unex
pectedly that he did not overtako them
short of 100 yards.
"Hold on!" ho sold, gripping Win
tUropo roughly by tho shoulder. "It's
safo enough hore, and you'll knock out
that blamed anklo."
"What Is It? What did you seo?"
gasped Miss IjCsKo.
"Footprint,," mumbled Blako, aBhamod
of his fright.
"A Uou'o?" cried WInthrope.
"Not bo large 'bout the size of a
puaa-'a. Must be a leooa-U's den up
HL'i i & i rv r i tx h s mr
Crept Back
there. I heard a growl, and thought It
about tlmo to clear nut."
"By Jovo, wo'd better withdraw
around tho point!"
"Withdraw your aunty! Thoro's no
leopard going to tackle us out hero In
open ground this tlmo of day. Tho
sneaking tomcat! If only I had n
match, I'd show him how wo smoke
rat holes."
"Mr. Wlntliropo Bpoko of rubbing
sticks to mnko fire," suggested Miss
Leslie.
' "Mnko Rwcat, you mean. But wo
may ns woll try It now, If we're going
to at all. Tho sun's hot enough to fry
eggs. We'll go bnck to n shady place
and pick up ntlcl3 on tho way."
Though thore wub sliudo under tho
cliff within somo COO feet, thoy had
to go somo dlstanco to the nearest dry
wood a doad thornbush. Here thoy
gnthorod a quantity of branches, oven
MIsb Leslie volunteering to carry a
load.
All was thrown down In a heap near
tho cliff, nnd Blake squatted beside it,
penknife In hand. Having selected the
dryoBt of tho larger Btlcks, ho bored a
hole In one side and dropped In a
pinch of powdered bark. Ikying tho
stick In the full glare of the sun, ho
thrust a twig into tho holo and began
to twirl It botweon his palms. This
movemont ho kept up for several min
utes; but whether he was unable to
twirl the twig fast enough or whether
tho right kind of wood or tlndor wns
lacking nil his efforts failed to pro
duce a spark.
Unwilling to accept tho failure,
Wlntliropo Insisted upon trying In
turn, and prldo held him to the task
until ho wns dronched with sweat.
Tho result was tho same.
"Told you so," jeered Blako from
whero ho Iny In tho shade. "Wo'd
stand moro clinnco cracking atones to
gether." "But what shall wo do now?" nsked
Miss Leslie, "I am becoming very
tired of coconnutB, and there seems to
bo nothing olso around here. Indeod,
I think this is all such a waste of
tlmo. If wo hnd walked straight along
the shore this morning wu might have
reachod a town,"
"Wo might, Miss Jenny, nnd thon,
ngntn, wo mightn't. I happened to
overhaul tho captain's chart Quill
mune, Mozambique that's all for hun
dreds of miles. Towns on this coast
are about as thick as hen's-teoth,"
"How nuout' natlvo villages?" de
manded WInthrope.
"Oh, yos; maybe I'm fool enough to
go' Into a wild nigger town without
a gun. Maybe I didn't talk with fol
lows down on tho Band."
"But what nhall wo do?" repeated
MIsb Leslie, with n llttlo frightened
catch In her voice. Sho wns at lust
boglnnlng to ronllze what this rudo
break In her sheltered, pampered llfo
might moan. "What shall wo do? It's
It's absurd to think of having to
stay In this horrid country for weoks
or perhaps months unless some Bhlp
comcB for us!"
"Look hore, Miss Leslio," answored
Bl&Uo, sharply yet not unkindly; "s"p
poso you Just Bit back and ubo your
thiuker u bit; If you're your dnddy's
daughter, you've got brulus some-
v - -r Y
Down the Trail.
where down under tho bonrdlng-school
stuff."
"What do you mean, air?"
"Now, don't get huffy, please! It's
a question of think, not of putting on
airs. Hero wo are, worse off than, tho
peoplo ot the stono age. They hnd
flro nnd flint axes; we've got nothing
but our think tanks, nnd as to lions
and leopards and thnt sort of thing,
It Btrlkes mo we've got about as many
on hand as thoy had."
"Then you and Mr. WInthrope
should Immediately arm yourselves."
"How? But we'll leavo that till
lator. What else?"
Tho girl gazed at the surrounding
objects, her forchend wrinkled in tho
effort nt concentration. "Wo must
have water. Think how we suffored
yesterday! Thon there Is shelter from
wild beasts, and food, and "
"All right hero under our hands, If
we had fire. Understand?"
"I understand about tho water. You
would frighten tho leopard away with
tho fire; and if It would do that, it
would also keep away tho othor ani
mals nt night. But nu for food, unless
wu return for cocoanu's "
"Don't give It up! Keep your think
er going on tho sldo. whllo Pat tells
us our next move. Now that he's got
tho flro sticks out of his head "
"I Bay, Blake, 1 wish you would
drop thnt name. It Is no harder to sny
WInthrope."
"Vou'ro off, there," rejoined Blako.
"But look hore, I'll make It Win, If
you figure out what wo ought to do
noxt."
"Really, Blnke, Uiat would not bo
hnlf bad. Thoy er thoy called mo
Win at Harrow."
"That bo? My English chum went
to Harrow Jimmy Scarbrldgo."
"Lord James! your chum?"
"Ho started In llko you, sort of top
lofty. But ho chummed nil right aft
er I took out a lot of his British ntarch
with a good walloping."
"Oh, really now, Blnke, you enn't
expect any ono with brains to beltovo
that, you know!"
"'No; I don't know, you know, and
I don't know If you've got any brains,
you know. Hero's your chance to show
us. What's our next move?"
"Henlly, now, I have had no experi
ence in this sort of thing don't In
terrupt, please! It scorns to mo that
our first concorn 1b shelter for tho
night. If wo should return to your
treo nest, wo should also bo near tho
cocoa palms."
"That'a one side. Hero's the other.
Bar to wado across sharks and alli
gators; then Bwnmpy ground ma
laria, mosquitoes, thorn Jungle. Guess
the hands ot both of you are still
Bore enough, by their look."
"It only I hnd a pot of cold cream!"
sighed Miss Leslie,
"If only 1 had a huuk of Jerked
bcof!" echoed Blako.
"I say, why couldn't wo chanco It
for tho night around on tho seaward
face of tho cliff?" asked WInthrope.
"I noticed a pluce whoro tho ledgos
overhang almost a cave. Do you
think It probable that any wild beast
would venture so closo to the Bca?"
"Can't say. Didn't gee any tracks;
so we'll chuuee It for to night. Next?''
"By morning I believe my ankle will
bo In such shape that I could go back
for the string of cocoaimts which wo
dropped on tho beach."
"I'll go myself, today, else we'll
havo no supper. Now we're getting
down to bedrock. If thoso nuts havt
not been washed nway by tho tldo
we'ro fixed for to-night; und for twe
mcnls, such ns they nrc. But what
next? Even tho rain pools will be
dried up by another day or so."
"Aro not son-birds good to cat?" In
quired Miss Leslio.
"Somo."
"Then, If only wo could climb the
cliff might thcro not bo nnothei
place?"
"No; I've looked at both sides
What's more, thnt spotted tomcat hnt
got a monopoly on our wnter supply
Tho river may bo fresh at low tide;
but wo'vo got nothing to boll watoi
in, and such bayou stuff is Just con
centrated malaria."
"Then wo must ,flnd water else
where," responded MIsb Leslio
"Might wo not succeed If wo went on
to tho other rldgo?"
"That's tho ticket. You've got a
headpiece, Miss Jenny! It's too late
to stnrt now. But Hrst thing to-morrow
I'll tnko a run dovn that way,
whllo you two lay around camp nnd
seo it you can twist somo sort of fish
line out of coconnut fiber. By braid
Ing your hair, Miss Jenny, you car
aparo us your halr-plnn for hooks."
"But, Mr. Blako, I'm afraid I'd
rathor you'd take us with you. Wltb
that dreadful creature so near "
"Well, I don't know. Let's Beo yout
feet?"
Miss Leslie glanced nt htm, and
thrust a slender foot from beneath hci
skirt.
"Uni-ni stocking torn; but those
slippers arc tougher than I thought
Most of tho way will bo good walking
along the beach. We'll leavo tho fish
ing to Pat er beg pardon Win!
With his anklo"
"By Jove, Blake, I'll chanco the
ankle. Don't leave me behind. 1
give you my word, you'll not have U
lug me."
"Oh, of course, Mr. Wlntliropo inusi
go with ub!"
"Trnid to go nlone, oh?" demanded
Blnko, frowning.
Ills tone startled nnd offended her,
yet nil ho saw wus n politely quizzical
lifting of her brows.
"Why should I bo afraid, Mr
Blake?" kIic asked.
Blako stared at her moodily. But
when sho mot his gazo with u confld
ing smile, ho flushed and looked nway
"All right," he muttered; "we'll
movo camp togcthor. But don't ex
pect mo to pack his ludshlp, If we
draw a blank nnd havo to trek baca
without food or water."
CHAPTER IX.
The Leopards' Den.
IDLE Blako mnde n success
fill Irlri fnr Ihn ntmnrlnnpfH
WW v..,. U....UW..V.
enennnntn hlu nnmnnntnm
leveled tho stones beneath tho lodgot
chosen by Wlntliropo, nnd gathered
enough dried sea-weed along the talus
to soften the hard beds.
Soothed by tho monotonous wash' oi
(lie sea among tho rocks, even Miss
Leslie slept well. Blake, who had In
slsted that nhc should retain his coat
was wnkened by tho chilliness pre
ceding tho dawn. Five minutes latci
they started on their Journey.
Tho starlight glimmered on the
waves and Bhed a fnjnl radiance ovei
the rocks. This nnd thoir knowledge
of the way enabled them to pick a
path along tho foot of tho cliff without
dlllleulty. Once on the" beach, they
swung ulong nt a smart gait, InvJgor-
nted by tho cool air.
Dawn found thom half way to theli
goal. Blake called a halt when the
first red streaks shot up tho eastern
sky. All ptood waiting until tho quick
ly following sun sprnng forth from the
sea. Blake's first act wns to glance
from ono hcndland to tho othor, esti
mating their relative distances. His
grunt of satisfaction wns lost in Win
thrope's exclnmatlon: "By Jove, look
at the cattle!"
(TO HI' CONTINUED.)
The Public Eye.
In a little moro wo camo to an open
space, very thronged.
"The Public Eye!" shouted the
megaphone man of our party.
There were some curious people
within tho space, but even moro curl
our wero those Just outside.
Of these latter wo thought certain
women especially Interesting; thej
were busily neglecting their fnmlllei
In order to get Into the Public Eye. A
pnthos attached to another group ol
women who had been in the PublU
Eye and could never be happy out ol
It, though they couldn't In tho least
tell why.
Positively funny were a few men
who kept trying, by a variety of droli
devices, to break Into the Public Eye
"Vlce-prcsldentlal candidates!" out
megaphone ronn explained Puck.
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Trnnt tlio rntien tho IHrinnvn .with
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II. Mayne, Market
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stiff and lame. Tho
urlno wns cloudy and
irregular and I had to
get up many times
at night. I lost en
ergy, became weak
and could not work. Doan's Kidney
Pills removed all tho trouble nnd re-
stored my health nnd strength."
Hcmombcr the name Doan's. Sold
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Unkind.
Author- Don't you think my latest
nrliclecxhniiKtlve?
Editor I certainly- hope It lias nx
haustcd you sufficiently to prevent
your writing anything moro for some
time.
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