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About The Red Cloud chief. (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 21, 1900)
i M Passenger train No. 2 was whirling Ik load of humanity over the Mohavo leiwrt, a great, wide ox pan so of mld uountaln country whoso parched bosom baa exposed many an uncanny I lecret of death from thirst and Indian J ievlltry. Wearied with the monoto- 'sous view of treeless, waterless plains, . the passengers gladly welcomed the Ipproach of twilight. The sun went town In an angry glare, outlining tho bare peaks of a far-away range in fantastic forms, and gradually ,as night tamo on. there were more hopeful signs of vegotatlon. It was tho 24th of December, and most of tho passen gers were building on spending a mer ry Christmas In the favored apota of 'the land of sunshine and flowers California. Suddenly wo hoard tho warning ihriek of tho cnglno, and saw a scat tered band of cattlo flying away in terror from cither sldo of tho trtack. Again tho engine shrloked, tho train larked nervously and seemed to sway uncertainly on Its course The next moment wo woro bounding alOTg tho tics In an uncomfortable and terrifying manner. Tho cries of star tled women were drowned In tho roar of escaping stoam, and panic-stricken men looked vainly for means of es cape. A group of Mexicans, awakened from sleep by the jar, plunged head long through an open window as though the devil woro after them. The twin finally spent Its speed, and tho thoroughly frightened passengers merged to learn tho number of tho dead and wounded, and to tender what aid they could. The cnglno was com pletely hidden In a groat cloud of team, which marked Its position about half tho length of tho train. When the steam finally exhausted ttsolf, a ad wreck was exposed. Tho tender of the engine was upturned, and the engineer sat upon a piece of wreckage dazedly nursing an Injured hand. Tho . fireman was some dlstanco away, his hair and whiskers singed by the hot outpour from tho engine. Neither was '$HrlouBly Injured, and not a passenger 'iSwiw scratched. Beside tho track, shlv ' taring lu the throes of death, lay a otuuuuouiuu oicvi uiu cuuau ui ail LUtt f4niil.A tit- 1. 1 1.- A l-i ..- .uuuuiu. nin lietH. Mill ui'VH iwisieu oy a mnd rush at the cowcatcher. As the engineer's eyes fell upon the form of the animal a smllo of satisfaction spread over his wan faco. as ho said: "That critter must navo been In tho bull fights at soma tlmo In. his career, for when he spied that red flag yonder on the cowcatcher, ho shook his head viciously and rofusod to leave tho track with the rest of thorn. I slowed up and whistled several times to give him a chance, but ho only snorted defiantly, kicked his heols In the air and kept on his stubborn course. Finally ho turn ed, and I opened the throttlo wide, thinking that the beat method of throwing him cloar of tho track. With n angry roar he camo full at tho en gine, his head bent low to tho track. We all know the rest." Tho steer at onco bocamo an object of great Interest to tho relic fiend. One n"n secured a horn and another cut out a tooth, nnd tho next day vnrlous eamora views wore taken of tho vali ant animal that had wrocked a train. We wero twenty miles from tho next station, and tho eastbound passenger was due within an hour. Luckily a telegraph operator was on the train and the wires wero hastily tapped so that tho dispatchers could bo Informed of the accident and hold the trains both wuys. We passed a cheorloss night on tho desort, and Christmas morning found us a disconsolate party. There was no dining car attached to the train, and tho3o travelers that woro not provided with lunch baskots railed at tho Ill luck that had placed them In so mis erable a plight Finally, some of them wont on a foraging expedition, and down the track a fow miles they locat ed a soctlpaViouso controlled by Mex icans. -Horo Uioy appeased their hun ger oh frljolos, chile con camo and thl other warm dlsiies of tho natives. PjA wrecking train at length arrived on f " tho scene, but tho work of repair was j slow and tedious. Several yards of i track had been torn up, and it was J necessary to construct a "shoo-fly" ji around the wreck. This took tho greater part of tho day. Moauwhlle the passengers lookod on In a holnless way, and all vowed that they had never passed a Christmas amid such desolate surroundings. 0. N. Stark. For Christmas Gi-Virtf. Tho HoDklns fnmilv wnr -.. . match boxes, and if thro 1 nnn ,., on which tho Independent nnd diverse uimuea nupi.ins ramiiy stands as a unit It Is that a match linr i, nu..i for overy room. Ono by one tho boxes nan uiunppenreu. Tiie tin ones had fallen to pieces and the china ones had 1 .r'ii "" wuo" mevHopjcins famllv.ttid to tho saucer oUfiatchea wu v3 .mum luumoi or 10 tno paste board box In tho kitchen whnn !,.. wanted a light. Their gas bill ln. creased perceptibly, for with so much trouble as It took to light the gas one could not turn It off so Instantaneous ly as tho gas companies have trained householders Into doing. Consequent ly Inquisitive nolghbors from beneath or above, or across tho way, gossiped over the amount of company tho Hop klnscs seemed to be having lately, for a regular glare of Illumination stream ed out nightly from their windows. It was a queer thing that no ono seemed able to think of the family necessity till twilight came. Then reg ular remarks would bo made, and Ma rlon would blame Alice, and Alice would ask Tom why ln the world he couldn't toko a little responsibility, nnd Mr. Hopkins would Inquire of his wife if there was no ono ln the family who could go surety for the appearance of some match boxes by the next even ing. And thon next day Alice would come homo from down town and her mother would ask her If she had re membered the match boxes, and blank Is too feeble a word to describe the expression of her faco on those soveral occasions. For two weeks they said things un der their breaths ln the Inky dark ness, or burned gas recklessly. Thon one morning Marlon departed for her eeml-weekly music lesson down town and said the same old thing "I'm go ing to get somo match boxes today" and her mother smiled patlontly and replied: "If you should happen to re member It, dear, you might get the whole number Ight" That noon Alice came homo from the north side, where she had been staying for a few days, and laid a par cel triumphantly In her mother's lap. "I didn't even have them sent out," sho said, gleefully. "I was so deter mined to have them here tonight. I was Just getting on a car and hap pened to think of them by seeing a man light his cigar, so I got off. There are eight of them." Mrs. Hopkins was properly glad and they laughed together over Marlon's declaration that morning, and of how for tho last time they would call that blank expression Into play before they 'showod her that somo one ln the fam ily had at last remembered. By and by Marlon camo. "I've got them," sho called. "The whole eight." "Sixteen match boxes," said Mrs. Hopkins, with resignation. "Choose the prettiest, girls, and wo'll put tho r'est away for another such emer gency." That evening Mr. Hopkins came ln with his face wreathed in smiles. "Tho young fry are so hot-headed these days," he remarked, as ho com placently laid a knobby bundle in his wife's lap. "I'm sorry for Tom." "What about Tom?" asked Mrs. Hopkins, as sho felt suspiciously of tho package. "We had started home togother," said Tom's father, tho keenest enjoy ment In his voice, "and wore up to Van Buren, when Tom Jumped up and made for the platform. I called to him and he yelled back 'Match boxes!' nnd shot out tho door. I tried to get to 3jk JL mm THEN HIS EYE FELL ON THE TABLE. hlra to tell him that I'd got tho batch, but ho was gone. What's tho matter? Didn't I get enough?" Allco exerted herself feverishly to get the twenty-four receptacles ar ranged on a table before Tom's arrival, and when Tom camo he didn't for a minute understand his reception. Then his eye fell on the tableful of distorted shapeu aud he slowly added his quota to the general contribution, while his father gavo an impromptu lecture on haste vs. waste. Tho Hopkins family have concluded to glvo match boxes for Christmas presents this yoar. A Lo-Ver's Wish. Slnco you cannot, will not, dear, Qlvo your tricksy hoart, Let me murmur in your ear Joy you may Impart Write to kind old Santa Claua Plead as I would woo Beg him Just to send to me Christmas dream of you. Some people aro willing to be good It paid for it and others aro rood for nothing. Scaring S"anta Claus. You afraid of Santa Claus? Goodnoss mo, I'm not! . I m lots too big to let him tnnke me scared; 'Sides, a year ngo I saw him, right on Christmas eve. So now hu wouldn't scold mo If ho dared 1 Yet., slrree! He's big an' fat, Uko his pictures aro; An' I was slttln' by tho chlmley, too Whon he lit right on tho hearth, shook tho snow flakes off, An turned to mo, an says: "Why, howdy, do?" Neu I run back to the door so'n to lock him In "I'm protty well," I says; an' ncn we sat. An" talked a lot about his work, an ho told me, ho did, 'Twas hard to got uround when you'ro so fat. Blme-by I says, "I hopo you won't for got mo Christmas day, Although I'm not tho best of chil dren, 'causo If you should do so, I'm afraid I'd havo to tell the boys That h'llevo ln you 'Thero ain't no Santa Claus!'" My! Dldn'o ho turn palel He caught holt o' my hand; Says "Don't do that, please, for I like you, I'll give you heaps o' things you wont, 'f you'll b'lievo ln me, An let tho other children do so too!" So wo mado a 'greomont, an' I will have some things At Christmas tlmo, you bet! What's that you say? Don't b'llove I over reared old Santa Claus? Well now, Jest ask him, if you seo him Christ mas dayl Selected. DADJP Nobody's like old Santa Claua With his red and Jolly face; There's not another around the glob Can travel so swift a pace. His twinkling eyes, and his merry laugh, HIb chuckle of bubbling glee Nobody else 1b so dear by half To Dad and Mother and Mo. He doesn't forget tho baby sweet As sho rocks ln her cradle white; Ho has tlmo to wait for tho lagging feet Of his old, by candle-light. Ho has gifts and gifts for tho young and gay, Who onclrclo the Christmas Tree; Aud ho has tho love to his latest day Of Dad and Mother and Mo. The froet Is chill in the nipping blast. Smooth Is the icy mere; The short fleet days go hurrying past To the last of tho waning year. And never was nose of the summer's give to tho others, and when the treo Is still burning, amid tho laughter and shouting of the chil dren, tho presents aro distributed. In Qermany, too, St Nicholas cornea around three weeks bofore Christmas. It Is St Nicholas' day, and tho chil dren on this day make known their wants for the Christmas season. Then ho Is supposed to drive away to an un known land and get his loads of goods, bringing thorn back for tho Christmas stockings. A Child's Query. In all tho Santa Claus pictures, I've seen In my little day, He's traveling across the snow-drifts With a reindeer before a sleigh. And this is the thing about It, I'd really like to know Does ho travel in a wagon When thero Isn't any snow? Nowspapor Clipping. A nstver. Thoro nln't no flies on Santa Claus, He's neither old-fashioned nor slow, I know how he comos to our houses, When thoro Isn't any snow, He comes not In any old wagon, Ho's smart and as sharp as an icicle, He straps his pack tight on his hock Aud wheels Into town on his blcyclo, Carrie S.,Hutton. Oaly the llfo that has mountain heights to tap the clouds can hav fruitful valleys. mm fWHltliilTyTs to iii. !l ti Jk iii. iii ill it' !i ii' ' i' ' rl. t i J. n. ti r t)S. n tt J. j. ii Irv tKe Fowler's Jti Dy M. U. M y.'-iti. h !t iii iti ti !. it' ' Mi. 1 ii' l iv t j i . . .4 i CHAPTER IX. (Continued..) looking on, thankful for his wife's temporary brightness, was Oervls, too much encumbered by his lobes of ici cles and snow to Join tho dancers, mid holding his hand was little, misshapen Syb she, too, perforce, being n spec tator and never an actor In tho merry games of life. "It's a pretty sight. Isn't It, Httlo Syb?" heartily said Oervls, determined in his honest, munly fashion to be proud of the wife ho had won. Gladdy, light as a sprite, was dart ing up and down In tho old-fashioned dance, nnd every eye was llxod upon her dainty flguie, in Its dress of sil very brocade. Sho, too, had blood-red berries fastened In tho folds of her wedding gown and a great bunch on her left shoulder. "If Lelln had on a dress of silver brocade, and diamonds on her neck, sho would look n thousand times pret tier thnn that thin girl!" was Syb'B harsh reply, as she glowered at tho shining Httlo figure dancing up and down tho middle. Before tho Btartled Oervls could col lect himself to reply a disagreeable, low laugh made both Syb aud ho turn quickly. Toinplc-Deno was liberty hall, nnd tho scientist had again shut hltmolt up In his room all day, deep In somo abstruse calculations, doubtless. But the music nnd laughter had drawn tho hermit from his cell, nnd he stood closo behind them, with a strange, mocking nnille on his thin lips. "Little missy has distinct powers of discrimination, evidently," Paul Ans riell said, fixing his black eyes full on tho frowning face of tho deformed child. At tho same tlmo ho lifted his right hand, but, on second thought, dropped it at his side furtively. "You ought to have boon among tho merry dancers, Anadoll," said Oervls, a Httlo puzzled by his new friend. "Tho merry dancers?" repeated the scientist quickly. "Why, do you know what you are saying? The merry dancers are the famous northern lights, and wo folk across tho herring pond hnvo a superstition that they aro never seen save beforo somo ter r.ole calamity." While Paul was speaking his gaze grew more Intent, and his dark eyes seemed to be drawing out the soul of the deformed child. The frown had faded from her uplifted face and ln its stead an expectant look leaped. It was as though she were saying dumb ly: "I am ready! What would you havo with me, my master?" "Well," retorted Gervls, whoso eyes wandering back to tho quaint old dance had lost the byplay, "If tho mer ry dancors are to bring a calamity, It must bo upon yourself, Alnsdcll, see ing wo have no such superstition among us that I know of." And ho moved off, with a train of clamoring children at his heols. Tho danco was over, and lnughlng. chattering nnd fluttering, the dancers, old and young, gathered around Lady Jnne, who, determined to have a va riety of entertainment at her Christ mas party, was urging a shrinking, shy boy to reclto "The Mistletoe Bough." "You know, Bobby, you can do It boautlfully, and Mrs. Templeton ould like to hear It so much!" Bobby Vane was the big brother om Eton of tho small llsper ln blue elvot who clung to daddy's skirts hen he could. Bobby was a born reciter, but, un rtunately, shy horribly shy. However, at last, cajoled, hustled hd goaded, tho boy, with his ears Ink and his knees knocking together -for he had never fnced so largo an udlnnce rushed at his task. After the first lino Bobby felt his tct His voice was good, clear, sweet nd round ns a boll; It showed no hint of breaking as yet. The gay company, breathless and In tent, closed round tho youthful reciter ns tho old legend In vorso fell In clear, dropping syllables from his lips: Tho mistletoe hung in the castle hall, nnd tho holly-branch shono on the old oak wall. And the baron's retainers were blltho and gay, Keeping their Christmas holiday. And as the poem wont on all woro forcibly lmpressod by the curious simi larity of tholr present surroundings to those detailed by tho reciter. The old world ballroom, with Its dark oak rafters, its rows of glittering armor for Temple-Dene was notod for Its armor tho "goodly company" of gallants and fair dames, the merry children, tho old panelod walls blush ing red with lavish wealth of scarlet holly berries; while here 'and there and everywhere, In tho most unex pected places, large bunches of mlstlo too hung to tempt and entrnp tho un wary And, ubovo all, thoro was tho chief feature, tho bride Tho star of that goodly company. "I think wo ought to carry It out to tho letter!" excitedly cried Gladdy, when the recitation was over, and the deafening npplauso causo shame-faced Bobby to flee for shelter behind a suit of shining armor, "A dear, wild child, this now daugh ter of mlno," blandly said Lady Jane to her dowager cronies, ns Gladdy sped through tho hall to tho distant stair case. If Gladdy had not beon tho great American helresa she was, hor cscap- J !' ' ' ' ' l !' ' . ,x ) ,. ,$, tty ft n, ,, ,JV ,. ,t !t ill Hi. v . Hi. v . , ' A N W E L L v.r 1 !' !' M ! M V v i J W J , CK 'SOK ado would have boon promptly frowuud down, they know very well. Upstairs, In tho gallery that ran round tho hull, Paul Ausdell was pac ing up nnd down, with folded arms and deeply frowning brow. Tonight meant for this limn other things than It did for tho merry makers below. The crucial nioinoiit had come when ho wns about to stake his all. Either ho would bo In a po sition to grasp a fortune, or he would find himself In n prison cell. That ho knew. As ho paced along tho gnllory a Unlit footstep como behind him. So light was Its pattor that Paul did not ho.ir It. "You?" As ho turned ho faced a Httlo figure In gloaming silver robes with patches of crlniBon hero and thero blood-red berries and at hor throat u dazzle of diamonds. It was Oladdy, on tlptoo. "I havo como to hide to hide!" Her volco abruptly died away, for Paul Ansdell's eyes held her. Her whole flguro drooped, tho Joyousncss died out of her smnll face, and hor eyes grew largo and dilated ns they gazed back, almost glued to those of tho scientist. Motionless, Immovable, she waited wlillo ho drew nearer to her. There was for her tho fascination of tho vic tim for tho rattlesnake. And while tho two-master and tool came closer and closer, there came floating up from below the sounds of music and revelry nnd gay laughter. Tho dancing had begun again, and there was a flash of changing color as the couples whlrlod round. In tho gallery u strango sllonco reigned. One little watcher, hlddon closo be hind a bank of ferns and festoons of holly borrlos, could hear her own heart beats. It was Syb, the deformed girl, who had stolen away from the throng of merrymakers an hour slnre. Something strange aud unennny had befallen Syb, somo Inscrutable influ ence hold her prisoner. Her will was chained up, sho was powerless to come and go as she would. But only so far was sho dominated. Every other sense sho hnd was alert. And she watched with wonderment tho bride, whom bIio hated for standinlg ln the placo thnt should havo boon Lella'B, droop visibly beforo the slowly waving hands of Paul Ansdell, tho sci entist Tho strain not to Ioho any thing ln tho strango scene being en acted boforn her was too much for Syb even to wondor why tho long, lean hands wont up nnd down, up and down, slowly nrid mothodlcnlly. Tho gay music from below roso and fell, and between Its bursts Syb'sshnrp, young cars caught the hissed out com mand as Paul Ansdoll bent over the Httlo crouching flguro In stiver bro cade: "Go! Do my will!" With a faint, almost Inarticulate cry Oladdy straightened herself, nnd, turning, went slowly nlong tho gallery. Paul Ansdell's eyes followed her until sho disappeared on the opposito Bide. Tho music below ceased with a crash of chords, tho danco was over, nnd in the lull Syb heard u sharp click. So did Paul Ansdoll, for he quickly lifted his head, and a gray pallor crept over his faco. Thon ho hurried away In tho direc tion of the bachelors' wing, whoro ho had beon located on his arrival. "I hate him, too!" Irritably said Syb. In truth, the poor, misBhapcn girl hated most people. As If some baleful thing hnd depart ed, she roso and shook herself. The holly had scratched her thin, baro arms, and thero waH a trlcklo of red that dropped on her whlto muslin frock. "Ugh! It's all horrid!" flhc shud dered Impatiently. "I wish Leila and I could run away from it all, and live In a cottage by ourselvos," sho mur mured, ns sho went wandering round the horse-shoo gallery. For to this afflicted child all tho music and brightness ai.d Cnristmns Joy in tho hall below was gall and wormwood. CHAPTER X. Even tho maddest, merriest of rev elers must grow woary. Tho Cnrlstmaa merrymakers flagged, the gay music dragged a little slowly; here and thero a tired child-guest yawned In a eomer, then nodded, and finally was carried away In a deep sleep. Outsldo, under tho stars, n long lino of carriages waltnd, nnd tho hostess, with tired eyos, wondered why peoplo did not go. It had been a fatiguing day for Lady Jane and for Lelln, who had not spared herself In helping. Sho nnd Iady Jane, sldo by sldo, ran the gnnt Iet of the Interminable good-byes from exhausted but delighted guests. The Christmas gathering hnd beon tho greatest success tho county had known for years, and Iaily Jane was excited by tho flatteries and thanks of tho departing guests. "Where's your wife, dear? She ought to havo boon here to seo tho guosts off." Lady Jano laid hor hand on hor son's arm. Sho was, in her tired state, ready to bo cross oven with tho heiress. "Oladdy? I'm suro I don't know,', mother dear." Oervls yawned. ITo was pining to get off ills Hiintn Chins trnpplngs, and to uo a quiet pipe by himself. A quarter of nn hour later nearly every snul under tho Templo-Dono roof was echoing Uidy Jnuo'a ques tion. Whoro w:ih the bride? Not In her own room, not In tho hot. deserted ballroom: sho wns not In the upper gallery, where tho llghti wero nlrendy beltig put out. All sense of fatigue wns put to (tight by n Vflgtio terror of somo evil hang ing over tho house of Tomplo-Dono. Under tho ancient roof only two persona did not share tho terrified ex citement when It wns discovered that Mrs. Oervls Templeton wns nowhere to bo found Its master and tho Amor lean guest. Oorvls himself was petrified. Ho had brought all his strength of wilt to bunr on nobly doing his duty to tho woman ho had won for his wife. No ono but ho would evor know how hard the light hnd been. And now It was all In vain, for Oladdy hnd gone where, no ono know. Slnco tho Journey on tho Canadian Pacific railway, over tho snow-covered prairies, Oladdy had been n bewilder ing piizzlo to hor husband. Her vngar les had mado him Borretly wonder at times If ho hnd married a lunatic Thon ngnln a great fear would loom up that his wlfo had Inherited some terrlblo wnatlng disenno, and was about to slip through his fingers nnd out of llfo Itself. But this catastrophe on Christmas night eclipsed all that he had oven dreaded. Oladdy gone! Sho who hnd beon tho merriest, gladdest, happiest of all tho "goodly coinpanlo! " It was Inscrut able, horrible, maddening! Out Into tho freezing night went pnrtlett of searchers. Not a man un der Templo-Dono'B roof, gontlo or Blmplo, snvo two Its maBtor and tho American guest, Paul Ansdoll but Joined the anxious hunt All wus ln vain! "Nothing moro ran be done until tho daylight comes," hoarsely Bald Oervls, au ho strode Into tho still gayly lighted hall, and sUimpod tho hard lcod snow off his boots. His faco was gray, nnd a strnngo look" of ago had crept oved It, which made It startllngly llko that of his mother. Lady Jane, worn out and spent, crouched down besldo tho grcnt yulo log, that crncklod and roarod, tho only cheery thing around. She and Gervls gazed blankly at each other. What had they done, tho two were asking one another silently, that this disgrace should have come to shamo them? "Can anybody tell me who saw or spoke with my wlfo last?" Thero waa a catch lu tho young husbnnd's volco as ho put the question to tho clrclo of anxlous-cyed senrchora round him. "Sho said sho was going to hldo. Don't you remember?" Bobby Vano, who had roclted, craned his neck for- , ward to Bay. Then everybody did remember whnt they had forgotten Oluddy's wild pro posal to enact tho brldo In tho "Mistle toe Bough," nnd n gasp of relief camo. "Why, fiho's ln tho house somowhero, safe and sound, laughing In hor sleeve at us all; and wo'vo been for Uio last hour tearing our clothes and tho skin off our hands In that thicket of holly bushes round tho pond!" "loot's go nil over tho house again," suggested somebody else. "Perhaps she's crept Insldo ono of tho suits of armor," suggested Bobby, with protruding eyes. What a talo It was going to bo to carry back to school! Another hour was spent In search, but all fruitlessly. (To bo Continued.) TOO EXTRAVAGANT. A Defaulting- Chler Ate llmin Ilolled la Cluunimcne. The manner In which ono defaulting cashier was detected was rather pecul iar, says tho Louisville Times. It was all duo to tho curiosity of tho women of his neighborhood. Ho wont to no expenso In tho way of dressing, thoy nevor hoard of his gambling or drink ing to any extent, ho waB a model hus band, but ho loved a good table. Thero was nothing unusual In this, hut ono day when tho ladles or tho vicinity woro discussing tho best methods of cooulng meats tho wlfo of tho caBhlor declared vory Innocently that her hus band doted on ham, hut ho would not eat It unless It hnd been boiled ln champagno. "Boiled ln champagne!" exclaimed tno listeners. "Heavens, how expensive; wo couldn't afford to havo ham on our table often If wo cooked It that way." It was soon noised all around tho neighborhood that Cashier Blank was a high liver, Indeed, and tho men began telling of his uplifted Ideas of cookery. Thli Boon reached tho ears of tho directors of tho bank, and thoy concluded It might bo wlso to Investigate tho ac counts of such an epicure. Plain wa ter was nil thoy could afford for their hams, so tho champagno lover won called up and subsequently relegated to tho pon, whero ho had to forego his pet dish for many, many weary days, lUttla In an Apiary. A singular battle was witnessed re cently ln an English apiary. A hive of bees wns besieged by a largo swarm of wasps. Tho bees mado valiant sor ties to try to drive away tholr besieg ers and tho wasps mado furious as saults to drive out tho bees. Tho bab tlo ragod for two days, at tho end of which tlmo tho boos ovacuated the alvo and tho wasp took possession. :. :M i.5Jr. IJft !. - rf" " ." $$" tViJT WA ftV 'v'-r.i! r It-?,- ryy?wnt