AN AUTUMN
AVhen the dead loaves quiver earthward In tho twilight of the year,
Cornea tho time of lovo and dreaming, when tho days of days appear;
Purpling distance, mellowing sunshine, trees nflamo wltli red and gold.
Air brimful of life's elixir nectar on Olyniphi old
Was as water In Its wenkness when compared with this, mcthlnks,
And I wish life's chain were endless with sweet days like this for links.
Music greets my every footsteep in tho dead leaves rustling here
When tho ripe leaves quiver earthward In the twilight of the year.
Whn tho leaves come trembling earthward In tho gloaming of tho year,
Then this life's jierennnal sweetness seems a thousand times more dear;
Yet tho million gorgeous death scelics that emblazon every wood
As the leaves In splendid shroudings
To return to earth that gavo them In
1HnHit. 1.1 - 111. . . 1 ...... .. A 1. . .
"When life's sap is flowing feebly and
May my time for trembling earthward
Baltimore American.
THE BLOOD OF
HIII, ufvrri wnr In loaa rml
flinn n lmnr drawn nut llehf."
said the captain, caBlly. "Of
course It Is! Everybody knows ltt So
why do tho people at homo criticise
us because we uso every means in our
power to prevent further rebellion?"
"Thoy ought to be thankful wo don!t
use Spanish methods," said Wilcox, tho
Junior member of tho mess. Ho was
only six weeks out of his cadet gray,
and a now m-rlval at Camp Chloobnng.
Tho captain smiled, pleasantly.
"No?" lie said. "Haven't we a recon
ceutrado system similar to theirs?
Haven't we a blockade? We're mere
ly taking up affairs where thoy left
them, and following Spanish methods
In our own way. When this rebel
lion began, wo tried to treat the na
tives as civilized creatures, but, thank
-.eaven, we're learning sense at last."
Tho subaltern Hushed to the roots
of his close-cropped hair. "Do you
mean to say that any measure, how
ever cruel, Is justillablo In war?"
"About that," said tho captain,
amused at tho boy's interest in -a sub
ject which was a stale one to the rest
of tho mess. "This business has got
to bo straightened out, and that's
exactly what you and I are here for.
War is wrong; therefore It Is cruel
and brutalizing. 'Benevolent assimila
tion' talk Is all rot, and as for civilized
warfare, there's no such thing. The
measures used are adonted as circum
stances arise, and must be cruel or
barbarous, as tho nocesslty calls for."
Wilcox was staring at him, half In
horror, half) In fascination "And men
can talk that way In the twentieth cen
tury," he murmured.
The captain smiled again. "The only
way to carry on war with this peo
ple is to do to them as they first did
to us. As long as wo spare them,
they're going to think we're weaklings,
and grow lyjlder by result. They
haven't any honor; you can't treat
them as white men. Their own meth
ods aro what they expect, and their
own methods' are tho only means ny
which this fighting will ever be stop
ped. It may Involve an awful lot of
suffering for non-combatants, but we
can't help that. When tho people cry
out "Enough!' then tho Insurgents
will lose their support and tho rebel
lion will bo at an end for a whllo."
Wilcox was playing nervously with
his fork, and biting his lips as If to
keep back words ho would not speak.
Ho was young, and his high Ideals
of the calling he had chos
en had made him blind to the hard
facts with which ho was now brought
face to face. It was Impossible to bo
llevo that his own countrymen of 11
cers of the United States army could
be so cruel, so barbarous. He did not
care what the captain said; blOody
treatment must serve only to alienate
tills struggling people. If tho rebel
lion had once been handled different
ly, what was the cause of this rever
sion to the savage? Had the lust of
blood so crnze.d the white men that
they forgot their race, their civiliza
tion, their upbringing? Wilcox pitied
the Filipinos; they, at least, were fight
ing for their liberty.
"By tho way," said the captain,
"did any of you fellows hear that the
general expects to catch Lulz Malm,
who killed our policeman down at
Blnaran, and tried to murder tho port
commander?"
"Been wounded " asked some one.
"No, but his wife had a baby re
cently, so he probably won't move his
quarters eo easily. They'll shoot him
on sight."
"Well, I hope they see him soon,"
said tho medico. "He's made more
troublo for us than any other Insur
recto in that part of tho island."
A sudden sound of running feet .was
heard through tho din of t' e rulu out
side. The door of the mess-hall rasp
ed open, and a dripping figure appear
ed on the threshold.
"Tho colonel's compliments to the
commanders of K and O Troops, aud
will they pleaso report to him Imme
dlutely? Outpoat No. 2 has been cut up
rvii i
PRAYER.
quit their dying brotherhood
tho spring so tearfully-
t . 4t. 1 . 1 tl ... .. .
my rest Is drawing near,
be the gloaming of tho year."
A COMRADE
by lnsurrectos, and Lieutenant Ellard
and men at No. 4 have been captured."
In the blackness of the night before
dawn, a Jong Hue of men, lying flat
on the 'soggy earth, wormed their way
through tho tall rank grass. On tho
crest of a steep ascent, tho leading
llguros halted cautiously, and ono by
one the men came to a standstill, each
with a hand on tho foot of tho man
ahead. A light was beginning to
streak tho east when tho captain con
sulted the native gu.Ido in a soundless
colloquy.
"What does ho say?" asked Wilcox,
tho subaltern. Ho was wallowing In
tho mud liko a carabao, and his clothes
were coated with dirt.
"The hacienda of tho insurrocto com-
mandanto Is Just below us," returned
tho captain. "They'll bo perfectly un
suspecting, and unless they've had time
to move on, it's likely we'll find our
men hidden there."
In tho gray dawn tho Americans
drew their lines about the little planta
tion, and lay In an unseen circle a
AS THE JflXKSSITV CALLS FOR.
stone's throw from tho brown nlpa
hur. The subaltern saw a frowsy
woman with two naked children go
Into tho shack. A tall man In ragged
white was putting out the wash fo
dry.
"By the oternal," wlilspored the cap
tain, excitedly, "If It Isn't a Spaniard!
We've had rumors that tho Gugus were
keeping some prisoners up hero as
slaves."
The tall man- glanced toward the
Jungle, and saw a lino of blue and
khaki-clad figures spring Into view.
Ills eyes bulged from his head, and he
stood motionless with amazement. Sud
denly with a shout of "Viva los Ameri
canos! Viva Llbortad!" he dashed for
ward, open-armed. A burly sergeant
met hltn with a knockout blow on the
chin, and tho Spaniard staggered back,
rubbing his face without resentment.
Ho understood that silence wns de
manded. "Over tho hill!' ho cried, dancing
about with pain and excitement.
"They've Just left here with three
Americano prisoners. Hurry and you
will' catch them! Hurry, hurry, but
take me with you."
Once more they dashed into the
forest. Tho subaltern, running beside
the rescued man, noticed that his shirt
was stained with blood, and tho flut
tering rags gavo glimpses of tho raw,
flayed skin beneath.
"What does that mean?" he asked in
his schoolboy Spanish.
The man smiled. Past sorrows were
nothing to him now.
"I have been two years a prisoner,"
ho said. "One receives many Jjeat
lngs." "Have you never tried to escape?"
"What was the use? My friend
tried, but they caught him and' cut off
his head after roasting his legs."
Wilcox said nothing, but there was
a strained loot about his eyes. To
him tho last twenty-four hours hud
been horribly unreal. Stopping only
for food and drink, tho troop1 had fol
lowed the track of the lnsurrectos
deeper and deeper into the hills. Ho
hud seen his men surprise and shoot
down a native- in- sight of his wife,
and as oxcuso tho captain had said that
tho man was a wnr traitor, a leader of
insurgents, and n persecutor of Amcrl
canista. But Wilcox felt sickened. Tho
captain and the men became repulsive
to him. Thoy wore Uko a lower order
of beings to which ho refused to ue
degraded. Tho army was his only out
look, but could ho over bo in sym
pathy with such things as ho was ex
periencing overy day?
Suddenly a man in tho ranks Cried
out, and tho column came to a Jolt
ing halt.. The subaltern looked, and
turned pale. By tho trunk of a moss
grown tree, his arms bound above his
head, a ropo about his half-naked body
stood an American soldier. Across his
mouth from corner to corner a bolo
had slashed, and tho bleeding flesh
huug loosely over the Jaw. Ills head
was sunk forward, but ho was not
dead as his captors had Intended he
should be after a few days' lingering.
His "bunkle," who had first seen
tho pitiful llguro, cut the heavy hemp
with his bayonet, but the column wait
ed only a moment. A hospital corps
man was left behind with detail,
and tho troop took up Its march the
more cautiously for knowing that It
was hot on the trail.
Tho subaltern felt that bin nerves
were strained to the breaking point.
Through tho throbbing whirl of his
brain came a sickening thought. If
the natives were capable of such a
deed as this, how would they treat
the other two prisoners? Surely they
would not dare to harm an American
volllcer. Ills mind refused to compre
hend the thought ofA Ellard cold and
lifeless. The. imago of his classmate
and chum was too fresh, too vividly
active to be rendered null. No, tho
natives could not be so cruel, they
could not be so inhuman. And yet
that bound llguro by tho tree;. How
slowly tho men moved! Why did they
linger when every minute might
mean life or deatli to the prisoners?
Tho men passed over another spur,
and dropped Into tho valley below.
With overy step they moved more
cnutiously. Tense and alert, the sub
altern crept onward, braced for hb
know not what. Ho saw the captain,
crawling on all fours, become entan
gled in a trailing vine, and felt an
uncontrollable desiro to laugh. It was
broad day now, and the heat grew
stifling In tho breathless woods.
A shout and distant laughter echoed
across the valley, and the captain
halted abruptly. After a moment's
consultation, the troop divided, nnd
at tho head of his creeping file, the
subaltern turned to tho right. Nearer
and nearer sounded the natlvo voices,
and the men know that thoy were
close to the insurgent camp. For ten
heartbreaking minutes they wormed
their way over tho damp, brown loam,
now and again catching a glimpse of
the little clearing, until they had
made a complete half circle.
Slowly they drew near the edgo of
tho trees, and the subaltern heard the
sound of hasty digging. A strange
look appeared on the set faces of the
men, but WUeox did not notice. He
wondered what tho natives were do
ing, fearing to look for the dread of
what he might have to see, and yet
Impatient to know if Ellard was alive.
Ho moved his body until, dirt color
himself, he could watch unseen.
Thank God! At the opposite end of
tho clearing stood Ellard, upright and
unharmed. Before him, in tho center
of the Held, wife a rectangular hole
llko a grave, and the natives were
throwing the earth clods Into It. Evi
dently thoy were burying some ono
who had died, but why did they seem
amused? Brady was nowhero In sight.
Was it his body they were burying?
Yelling like an nrniy of blue Hortds,
the captain's detachment burst Into
the clearing. Surprised and confused,
the lnsurrectos turned to flee, and met
the fixed bayonets of tho subaltern's
men. ,
As soon as ho could break away,
Wllcpx ran to ono side Ellard was
standing as .before, still bound hand
and foot. His face was lnUf avei'tcd,
but on it tho subaltern saw a look of
tho most Intense horror and drerffl.
With a cry of dismay, he dashed for
ward, but a naked, brown figure was
before him. Twice tho shining kris
flashed in tho air as the defenseless
prisoner toppled backward. Theft,
dodging the subaltern's bullet, tho na
tlvo turned and Hod. Two privates
cornered and disarmed him, but be
foro they could put In a finishing
blow, Wilcox had shouted: "Hold on
there! Walt till I come!"
"As you have mercy, put me out of
this life!" moaned Ellard.
Tho tall .strong, young athlete of a
moment before lay helpless on the
ground, a bleeding, legless trunk.
Sobbing, tho subaltern duopped to his
knees besldo his friend, and beat pas
sionately at tho earth with clenched
fists.
"Don't, don't!" almc-st shrieked the
wounded man. ''I stood here power
less to movo whllo they first cut up
and then burled Brady alive, but I
didn't cry! Kill me. shoot me, have
mercy on me for Christ's sake, but
don't cry!"
A hospital sergeant came running,
tho captain, white with horror, at his
heels. The fight was over, and a
group of men wcro working nt Uio
grave.
Wilcox sUiggcrcd to his foot n
strange curse on his lips. Tho beads
of sweat plowed deep courses through
the grlmo of his cheeks. Slowly, with
Infinite deliberation, he roloaded his
revolver, and strode to where tho
troopers held the Insurrocto on the
ground. As ho went, he muttered
like a than searching for some forgot
ten thought. "Tho measures used aro
adopted as circumstances arise,' and
must be cruel or barbarous as the ne
cessity calls for ... as tho neces
sity calls for ,. . ."
Three times ho fired Into tho pros
trate body. "Oho for Brady, one for
Wright, and one for Ellard!" and then
he began to laugh. San Francisco
Argonaut.
PERILS OF SURF BATHING.
Botno Cnmiot Ho Pemumlcd to Avoid
Tukltitr KIhIcb.
Surf bathing Is refreshing and
healthful and, vhoro proper precau
tions are observed, should be accom
panied with scarcely more danger than
bathing In a tub. Nevertheless season
after season there aro reports from the
resorts throughout tho length of both
coasts of bathers being drowned.
State legislatures have taken eognl
zanco of the matter and have passed
laws designed to give protection to
bathers, but AVhllo the laws may have
served to'dlmlnlnsh the number of ac
cidents they have not had tho effect of
putting a stop to them. As a matter
of fact, it is doubtful If any law could
be devised that would have that effect
Tho safely of tho Individual rests
primarily with himself or herself. And
there Is only one sure rulo of safely.
Never take chances.
Tho bather in tho surf who Is al
ways sure of a footing on tho shingle
runs practically no risk of mishap. Un
fortunately all batners cannot be per
suaded that It Is folly to take risks.
Some of them disregard strong ebb
currents and go out too far. Thoy find
exhilaration In swimming among tho
rollers for a time, but when thoy at
tompt to come ashore thoy aro dis
mayed to fool themselves being swept
further and further away. There aro
numerous forms of indiscretion in con
nection with surf bathing, but thoy
are all so patent that It Is unnecessary
to call attention fo thorn. Slnco It is
Impossible to get everybody to follow,
along tho lines of Safety It is not only
advisable, but necessary, that meas
ures bo taken for their protection.
That Is why the law requires a life
boat and life preservers on the beach.
These, however, aro not enough. There
should bo nt all times when there tho
persons In bathing In tho surf an ex
pert life-saver on duty with a long lino
about his waist Or shoulders. Ho
should patrol the bathing place, keep
ing his eye constantly on tho bathers,
watching for the slightest sign of dis
tress. Such n human siffoguard would
bo worth a dozpn lifeboats depending
on tho skilled hands to man them.
Savanuah News.
OUR ENORMOUS EGG CROP.
Over Forty-thrco Mllflon Crates Pro
duced Aiinuittly,
Tho egg and poultry earnings of tho
United States for ono recent year
amounted to $2SO,000,000. Such an
amount Is sufficiently amazing as it
stands, but you don't get Its full slg
nlilcanco until you study tho relative
financial values of other "industrials."
Wo find, for instance,, that the total
value f of the gold, sliver, wool and
sheep produced in America during tho
year in question was $272,434,310. Tho
sugar production of tho country the
samo year was but 20,000,000. That
part of tho wheat crop used at homo,
which many consider the most valuable
of all agricultural products, was worth
$220,000,000, The great American hog,
as consumed at homo and abrond,
brought $180,1)20,030. Tho value of tho
oat crop was $78,1)84,000. Potatoes
grown In the United States wero
valued at nearly as large a sum as
were tho oats. The product of tobacco
plantations was estimated to bo worth
$30,079,225. Cofton, tho dethroned king
of staples,' could show only $209,101,
040, as against tho magnificent earn
ings of its feathered rival. Tho crops
of flax, timothy, clover, millet, and
cane seeds, broom corn, castor beans,
liny, straw, and bo forth, couldn't, all
told, como within a measurable dis
tance of tho many millions of tho poul
try earnings.
Tho hens' eggs produced In this coun
try annually would fill 43,127,000
crates, each of the latter holding 3110
eggs; also, a train of rofrlgerator cars
to carry these eggs would bo nearly 000
miles long. Furthermore, it would tako
107,818 siich cars to make up this
train. Succcbs Magnzlnp.
When n girl wears a whlto dress on
tho streets every day. the neonlo tret
ungry, and decide that her mother
must Iron them. A girl should absent
horseS bm the Btreot at least one-
half dV. A wrnk th act thn proillf fnr-
lk f " - -" JhtS.
lronln . clothing,
Patienco Is tho best Investment lh
tho world to mako when ono Is- rais
ing a boy, except charity when-ho'has
been raised,.
A SENATORS' LIFE STORY,
Mitchell of Oregon Ha Had an Inter
eatliiK Career.
Fow men In public life hnvo had
thd bitter matrimonial experience. of
Senator Jdhn II. Mitchell, who had
two families of sons and daughters
and a wlfo who prof era tho llto of
Paris to tho deadly dullness of Ore
gon, says tho New York Press. Tho
present Mrs. Mitchell Is a prominent
resident of the French cnjdtal, whero
she makes her homo with her daugh
ter, tho Duchess do la Rochefoucauld,
and so the old man of 70 has no one
to comfort him In those last days of
his life. Ills three brothers and ono
sister have lived all their lives In
Pennsylvania, from which placo John
Hippie, now known as Senator Mitch
ell, fled forty-live years ago to escape
from his wife, Sarah Hoon. Ho took
with hltn his eldest daughter and left
behind a boy and a girl, for whom
provision was mado when Hippie's
(Mitchell's) law partner was able to
sell some property owned by the Hoe
ing lawyer. Then began a turning
point In Hippie's life. His wlfo had
a cowboy brother In the West, who
sworo to kill IIlpplo on sight because
of tho allegations made against tho
woman. Ho tracked IIlpplo through
four Western Rtates, tho trail being
clear because of the little girl who
waa fleeing with her father.
Tho thoroughly frightened IIlpplo
placed his daughter In a boarding
hchool and applied to tho San Fran
cisco courts for leave to chango hla
namo from John Mitchell IIlpplo to
John II. Mitchell, and gavo proof of
the oath of vengennco mado by Hoon.
Tho court granted tho application and,
as John II. Mitchell, tho brilliant
young Pennsylvania lawyer, homeless
and broken hearted, stole away to
Oregon, whero his talents wero roc-'
ognlzed within two years. Ho wont
to Oregon to bury himself from his
brother-ln-lnw, Hoon, was ablo to ob
tain a divorce, married Mattlo Prlco,
launched out as a lawyer, then wont
Into politics, raised a largo family
and became a millionaire several
times. In a stolen visit to his two
children In Pennsylvania by his first
wlfo Mitchell camo faco to face with
Henry Hoon. Tho former cowboy,
Instead of pulling a gun, shook hands
warmly with Mitchell. In tho Inter
vening years Hoon had learned tho
truth about tho domestic troublo and
had no kind words for his sister. The'
boy and girl left behind had been
carefully educated ju Mount Union'
College. Tho boy of thoso yoars Is a'
lawyer In the Northwest undor thol
proper namo of IIlpplo. Tho baby,
girl of forty years ago Is a happy ma
tron in Canton, Ohio. Tho daughter
carried away in the flight from homo
Is 00 years of ago and tho wlfo of a
prosperous San Francisco lawyer.
Those children had nothing In com
mon with tho second family of Sena
tor Mitchell nor do they know tholr
stepsister, tho duchess, AH this pago
of his life Mitchell buried from
friends In his twenty-two yoars In
tho Senate. r
Mnkjntf nil Aiidionco Laugh.
I am glad there Is no rcclpo for
mi),klug an audience laugh. Wo should
thank heaven that it is so. There aro'
enough pcoplo trying It now, but.
think of the hordes that would descend
on the unsuspecting public Jf some
ono wero able to toll 'how' in a fow
comprehensible lines. Either ono Is
born with tho power to make others'
laugh or ho is not; there Is no learn
ing how unless you have the gift.
Some one has said that to mnko,
audiences laugh you must feel tho
laugh yourself must bo moved by tho
humor of tho lines or of tho sltuatl.m.
To my mind that is not so. Try say
ing the samo Hue and making tho same
gesture nt exactly the samo placo
every night for six months and neo
Just how much you aro moved by tho
humor. It Is easier far eajler, to bo
moved by a pntL'ctle situation each
night than It Is to feel like laughing
An Anii'rienn audlenc? naturally
likes tho American typo of humor
where llttlo Is said and a groat deal
Is left to the Imagination. So, to my
mind, it Is best that tho lines you
speak shall be really humorous, In that
they suggest some exceedingly funny
situation or thought. But and hero
Is tho secret before you speak them
you must really understand them and
know what line of thought causes them
to bo spoken. If you can do this you
can communicate their humor. David
Warfleld In Success Magazine
Good Advloo.
Magistrate "So you want to got a
separation from your wife. What's tho
matter with her?"
Appllant "Sho behaves mcst brutal
ly toward me. Sho treats mo llko a
dog and works mo llko a horse."
"I'm afraid, my go'od man, I can do
nothing for you. You'd better go to
tho Society for tho Prevention of
Cruelty to Animals." Translated for
Tales from "Jtigond." .
When wo got time, wo intend to
study up tho cannibal races, to seo If
any of them over eat their kin,
If you aro good natured, you will bo
Imposed upon.