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WHAT THEY DO
All night long the little stars blink
All nightlong they twinkle and wink
All night long when were fast asleep
Through the cracks hfthd shutters they
peep peep peep
But what do they do when the daylight
conies
When the sun wakes up and his big
rouuu eye
Stares and stares at the big round sky
The little stars nestle right down in their
aest
And their bright eyes close while they
rest rest rest r
And thats what they do when the day
light conies
All day long in the warm summer time
The posies blossom and creep and climb
All summer long when the south winds
blow
They nod their heads and they grow
grow grow
But where do they go when Jack Frost
conies
They wrap themselves in their faded
gowns
And they take a trip to the rootlet towns
When the icicle fringes begin to grow
And the air is full of the snow snow
snow
And thats where they go when Jack
Frost comes
And the little ones chatter the whole day
long
Of building and weaving and lesson and
song
All day long in the merriest way
They laugh and they work and they
play play play
But what do they do when the Dream
man comes
They nod and forget all their joys and
cares
And they fold their hands and they say
their prayers
And underthe blankets they gladly creep
And they close their eyes and they sleep
sleep sleep
And thats what they do when the Dream
man comes
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where only a soli
tary sentry or two
paced up and
down none of the
usual barrack room
talk laughter or
singing coma ue
heard For every
soldier band man and officer bad been
called to the officers police quarters
where a fellow soldier was being tried
for his life by the court martial It
was during the revolutionary days
when power was vested In the bands
of the military They bad theriglit to
say whether or not Private Santiago
Moreno was guilty of manslaughter
and whether in payment thereof he
Should die
No women were present in the grim
fortress like quarters only the sol
diers who stood in silent stern rows
around the room On the dais sat the
colonel the mayor and some lesser of
ficers fronting them straight and
erect witb shoulders thrown back
stood the prisoner Santiago Moreno
He was a good looking fellow and the
star on bis uniform lapel showel that
be had received credit for valor in the
field Not a flicker of an e3elid not
a movement showed what he felt
there was not even a tremor when the
colonel after long and grave discus
sion at the last stood up with the
other officers grouped about him and
pronounced the sentence of death
that on the morning of the following
day Private Santiago Moreno would be
escorted to the plains of San Geronimo
and there be put by the ley de fuga to
death That was all The prisoner
drew himself up and saluted his face
no more concerned than that of the
men about him and was taken to his
cell
The soldiers melted away group by
group some of them displaying sor
row some unconcern and others
anger For the slaying of his
by Private Moreno had
been a very cold blooded and more than
usually wicked deed even in a coun
try where wicked deeds are common
For with deliberate Intention Moreno
had waited for the other after parting
with his sweetheart Panclia and cool
ly and methodically bored a dagger
straight to his heart For It he had
offered no excuse or defense stating
merely that the murdered soldier had
annoyed Fanchita that a caballero
cannot allow such a thing as the mo
lesting of his novia
In his small stone cell once the room
set apart for those about to suffer in
the auto da fe of the Inquisition days
Private Moreno walked about whist
ling airyjMexicandanza hunting the
while rewriting materials He want
ed to write adios to his sweetheart he
stated lightly to the warder who was
eying him warily one hand on his pis
tol Though Moreno might not be arm
ed he was a ananta be watched But
atprIsc3ierJs ifieishto write a note
to P anch1iatlie warders face relaxed
andiie offered to find peneil and paper
ForrPawitavsbiswn cousin and
everyone lovedxthqj gay -pretty girl
withAheV artlessVirinocent ways that
had lured two men on to death
Popi little Pancjiital Five minutes
after ihexdSthsenteXcehad been pro
nounced she knew of it and her door
locked was lying face downward on
the cold stone floor moaning and cry
ing to- the Virgin for help It had all
beehOTfauTE as uhe knew through
her Iwo menv would go to puratory
and show would She answer for them
OnSthttsf nnSTef6rejefc flecked qut
In bfee and white was a tiny yCliow
Image of the Christ with blood stained
body and hands Underneath Him
hung the holy pictured face of the Vir
gin and to the two Panchita weak
and faint from long fasting and cry
ing was pouring out heart and soul
Only that Santiago her Santiago
might be saved somehow in some
way Ay buen DIos Marie madre de
Dios take her life her soul for tor
ture In purgatory only Sat Santiago
escape Too weak to pray aloud she
had crawled before the shrine and
with burning tear covered face was
faintly whispering her petitions
TMio rrlrl iXraxxT TiqtkiqH iirt tii ittiViItt on
her knees sobs that came from her
very soul still shaking ber slender
body A sound outside startled ber
until she remembered that Santiagos
mother had come to weep and lament
with her own mother Out there in the
patio they were lamenting and wail
ing with loud cries How could they
do it like that wailing and shrieking
so that the neighbors could hear How
angry Santiago would be if he could
hear them making such a noise over
him She cast one more pitiful glance
at the Virgin but the sweet calm face
was so quiet so restful so little dis
turbed What was the use to ask her
anything No thero was no help She
stood up tottering and moved over to
the window There was no one in
sight the hot sunshine poured down on
the yellow sandy street and the gray
adobe walls Out in the middle of the
callejon some dogs and small children
rolled and tumbled in the dust to
gether in high glee A burro with mel
ancholy face and long drooping ears
munched alfalfa while his owner
drank pulque in the pulque shop near
by It was all so ordinary so every
day and yet Santiago was to be shot
to morrow That is unless she could
think of a plan to save him
There was a sudden clatter and the
children scattered rapidly with many
duckings and bobbings of their small
fat bodies as good Padre Francisco on
his pacing mare turned the corner and
went rapidly down the street Behind
him rode a mozo on a hacienda horse
Panchita thought dully that some one
at the pulque hacienda of San Juan
must be very ill and wanted the padre
for confession It would be a long ride
for the good old man because San
Juan waanany miles away He would
be absent from the town for over a day
Pulling at the strings of his soutane
Padre Francisco rode on his old black
cloak flapping in the breeze It was so
old and shabby that even Panchitas
dim eyes could not but remark it Poor
Padre Francisco with no one to look
after his clothes he was a good man
and really deserved a better cloak than
that shabby thing Perhaps if she
asked her father he would allow her to
tike the cloak that had belonged to her
uncle a priest of the same order as
Padre Francisco to give to the latter
good man And the hood that the padre
wore covering his head and nearly all
his face was ever anythinglseen like
it One could of a surety wear It to a
masquerade perhaps ehc might borrow
it for the next Balle de MsLscaros At
the thought she laughed and choked
it would be a good disguise
The next moment she was weeping
her heart out pressing passionate kiss
es on the cold feet of the ivory Christ
He had heard her after all and the
Virgin had helped her interceded for
her For now she knew what to do
and Santiago should be saved There
was a plan the Holy Mother had sent
it to her Now to carry it out
At 6 oclock that evening the soldier
on guard before Santiagos door admit
ted without question the thin stooped
form of Padre Francisco cloaked and
hooded in his usual manner and carry
ing prayer books and rosary The good
father was silently telling his beads
and the soldier bowed humbly and
crossed himself as he opened the door
speaking no word For no Catholic is
privileged to address a priest who is
counting his rosary beads it is a sign
that silence is desired
The cell door opened and closed si
lently after the padre and the watches
outside heard a smothered impatient
ejaculation from Private Moreno who
was smoking a cigarette and trying to
write that adios to Panchita Then the
door was locked for the padre was go
ing to confess the prisoner and the
guards retired laughing at the idea of
confession for Santiago the wickedest
dog in the army of Mexico
Lounging in the doorway the soldiers
speculated lazily as to what was going
on in the condemned cell It was so
quiet Not even a murmur could be
heard and finally the men agreed that
the padre was praying silently with
Santiago cursing in the other comer of
the room -
It was dark quite dark when Padre
Francisco came out with head bowed
lower than ever cloak wrapped discon
solately about him and -fingers still tell
ing his beads He had been there for
an hour and surely Santiago was either
talked down or dead ny this time
Shall we go and see asked a guard
No hombre let the poor brute
alone said another
To the men who watched all night
for fear that theprisoner mightescape
it seemed a century before midnight
gave way to the darkness that comes
before dawn though to the prisoner
quiensabe Shchr waiting is hard even
on the men who are not to die and
there was a sound of relief when at last
theiirst bugle sounded lit was time to
get the prisoner and march Because
a soldier ijs allowed two privileges to
be executed before dawn and to be
shot in has uniform There was no
need to change the clothes of Private
Santiago Moreno so far as costume
was concerned he was ready
In front of the prison stiffly drawn
up into lineTn the darkness stood the
squad of the Twenty third Private
Morenos own regiment whoswere to
attend to the law of fire and in the
corridor waited impatiently the two
guards wJo were detailed to walk on
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either Side Of him Tho nrlsnnpr howl
ever was not ready and deep disgust
and scorn was shown on every fact
wlven the warder appeared and stated
grimly that the prisoner was weeping
como un nlno and had begged one mo
ments grace Weeping Indeed A
pretty way for a soldier of the Twenty
third to die And men who had thought
privately that they would aim low In
the ley de fuga hardened their hearts
f a coward did not deserve such treat
ment
That the prisoner barely visible in
the gray dawn was perfectly calm and
composed when he did appear made no
difference to them perhaps he had
mustered up some courage after his
weeping but he had played the coward
for all that and a cowards death was
no loss
Out on the bare swampy plains of
San Geronimo just where Mount Ajus
co rises up bleak and rock covered was
the place of execution The walk was
not longfor the men to the sound of
the muffled marcha but very dreary
There was hardly light enough to see
each others faces and the trees and
cactus shrubs loomed up gray and
ghostly along the side of the rocky
trail As for the condemned man
though he might have played the part
of a coward in the prison there was no
sign of fear now With quick light
steps almost out distancing the regu
lar pace of the others he walked out
bravely as though going to anotheil
decoration by el presidente instead of
to the death of a murderer at the
hands of the very men with whom ho
had fought at Matanzas and Huello
and other places arm to arm back to
back
Here was the spot And with his
back to Ajusco his feet sinking into
the damp ground and the gray mist of
the morning resting like a pall about
him the prisoner was allowed to stand
for a moment while the Captain made
a brief address concluding withthe
statement that only because the prison
er was a soldier the law of fire would
be put into effect when the word uno
was pronounced he was to run for his1
life On the craggy side of Ajusco hci
might find shelter perhaps Uno j
dos tres would be counted at ttres
the squad would fire Therefore ho
would have to hasten otherwise God
have mercy on his soiil
Atencion The soldiers stood ori
guard
Uno was counted slowly The pris
oner stood stock still and the man
nearest swore that there was a smile
on his face Dos Dios de la vida
was he paralyzed that he could not
run even tosave his life and at last
slowly Tres Fire
Motionless horrified the men had
watched Still the prisoner stood there
head up and shoulders back At the
sound of the tres however muskets
were lowered and every hammer pull
ed Out thundered the salute of bullets
a veritable hail of them and the soli
tary pathetic figure tottered then
reeled over face downward in tho
damp grass Dead of course how
could it be otherwise The Captain
should have looked to make sure but he
wanted his breakfast and some cognac
merely glancing casually at the body
he gave the order to march and with
the marcha once more ringing out the
men tramped back through the light of
the coming day to barracks and break
fast leaving the dead man alone on the
plain
The next day Private Santiago Mo
reno himself whom we have seen shot
and left dead on the San Geronimo
plains wss there at sunset pale
erased with grief and holding in his
arms a dead body In the uniform of a
soldier but with the sweet peaceful
face of a woman who had offered up
her life for a friend When the sun
went down his lifeless form remained
still clasping even in death the other
body that had been thought his San
Francisco Argonaut
Resent Being Made a Show
The Steerage of To day is the title
of an article by H Phelps Whitmarsh
in the Century Mr Whitmarsh says
One evening several members of steer
age No 1 and I were grouped about
the foremast talking upon the all-absorbing
subject America The conver
sation drifted into an argument on the
equality of man and this In turn led
to a discussion as to the rights of the
saloon passengers
If we aint got no right to go into
their quarters said one of the men
wot right ave they to come into ours
It ud be all right if they beaved thelr
selves but they dont blast em Any
body d think as ow we was a lot of
bloomin lepers to see the way they
carries on a oldin andkerchiefs to
their noses an a droring their sdlk pet
ticoats close to em an tiptoin an tit
terin Ho George says the big wom
an with diamonds In er ears as come
down yesterday the pore bloomin
creechahs but wot makes em smell
so Just as loud as that mind you
S elpme I could a tore er to pieces
As I happened to witness the incident
so graphically described by the cock
ney I could not help feeling thafhis
anger was righteous
MeasurinffirTapes Madeiof SteeLr
Steel tapes for measuringlare made
In lengths varying fromthree to 1000
feet Tapes of 1000 feet In length are
made only one eighth of an inchj in
widtln so as to save weight and are
usually made to order -Tapes of gf eat
length are used in bridge and railrpad
work and in measuring streams Some
times two 1000 foot tapes are joined
In measuring -
The First Printers
The first printers used to print only
on one side of a page- and then pasted
together the two blank pages to give
the impression of one leaf
There is enough Bait in the sep to
coyer 7G00 square -miles of landxwith
a layer one nrileMn thickness- V
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THIS IS INDEED A SWING
Ninety Feet High and Speeds at a
i Gate
The enterprising Yankee who should
erect a swing of the dimensions of the
one down in this picture would make
a fortune in a season if he wasnt ar
rested the first day he started his dan
gerous apparatus What do you think
of flying through the air at the rate of
a mile a minute suspended by a mere
thread That is what the Siamese
SIAMESE SWING EXTBAOBDESAET
trapezists do It is not so professional
as some of the performances seen in
this country
The exciting spectacle of two men
literally risking their necks in midair
is seen only at the Siamese harvest fes
tivals at which all Siam congregates
The attention of the crowd Is directed
to the performance of the swinging
games by a great blare of trumpets The
swing Itself Is Hke any ordinary childs
awing except for its enormous size
The pillars are over ninety feet high
and the seat of the swing is about half
way between the ornamented cross bar
and the ground
Fair Cuban Eapjer for War
Miss Fredisvinda Sanchez- of Ifco
City Fla was the first Cuban young
lady to volunteer from this country to
go with the Bed Cross Society Miss
Sanchez Is the belle of Ibor City a sub
urb of Tampa Inhabited mostly by
MISS FKEDI8VIXDA SANCHEZ
people of Cuban extraction She has
taken great interest in the struggle of
the insurgent leaders She declared
that If she couldnt go as a nurse to
care for the wounded she would take a
rifle and join the Cuban arms and she
is a good shot
Sending Messages at Sea
This is the way messages are sent
from ship to ship during the daytime
The tar waving the flags is signaling
GIVING AND ItKCEIVING SIGNALS
aind the officers on the bridge are read
ing like signals coming from the other
vessel
Where a Battle Was Fonzht
An antique earthen vessel of Spanish
design half filled with gold dust dug
with other valuables from the ground
in an uninhabitable spot in the Indian
Territory i the latest discovered evi
dence to corroborate an old Indian tra
dition to the effect that one of the most
cruel battles ever fought on American
soil was an engagement between the
Spaniards and the native Indians that
has never been recorded in -history T
B Powell of Webbers Falls while
walking In his yard stumbled on what
he found to be a peculiarly shaped
earthen vessel He dug it up and found
It to contain about fifty old Spanish and
American coins some of which dated
as far back as 1726 His curiosity hav
ing been excited he excavated in the
spot and found a much largervessel of
the same shape containing what
proved to be more than a gallon of pure
gold dust
It has long been an Indian tradition
that in the last part of the eighteenth
century or the first of the nineteenth
the native Indians of what Is now the
territory and the encroaching Span-
lards from the soucn rougnt anawiui
Tn j
hattle in the territory and that the
dians were so badly routed that they
retreated with great loss of life and
never returned to retrieve the valuable
jewelry and gold they had burled near
the battle field just before the engage
ment to prevent the Spaniards from ob
taining it in case of their success lnj
the past few years the territory In the
neighborhood of Webbers Falls a little
town near Chelsea has become
tted by the whites and so frequently
have relics of the ancient Spaniards
and the Indians been unearthed that
the Indian story of the battle has gain
ed credence In that section
The Triumph of Danny
Several years before the discovery of
oil at Pithole an Irishman named McJ
Carthy and his son Dan came to this
country from the Emerald Isle says1
Bazar Dan was a young man of 20
but his father looked upon him as a
mere boy and seemed to take delight
in ridiculing him before people
Yis Dan is a good Vy he would
say sarcastically but Danny me by
yezll niver set the river on fire
This was his stock of witticism and
it annoyed Dan very much but he did
his best and soon surprised the old gen
tleman by securing a lucrative job
Yis Danny has a job all right he
said its a dollar and a half a day but
the byll niver set the river on fire Not
he
When oil was found at Pithole Dan
hurried to the scene and was soon earn
ing unusually large wages as a team
ster All the petroleum was drawn In
barrels and teams were In great de
mand He saved his money bought an
acre of land and soon had a well
drilled that was producing 100 barrels
of oil per day at 10 per barrel Tho
older McCarthy joined him saw thb
well received a liberal gift of money
and then shook his head ominously
Tis a good thing Danny he croak
ed yere doln well but mark me
wourds yezll niver set the river on
fire me by
A few days later a flood wrecked one
of Dans small wooden tanks the oil
ran down the river and there was great
excitement As Dan and his father
stood on the bank watching the oil float
away Dan drew a match and lighted it
Father he said coolly the next
toime yez say 0111 niver set the river on
fire plaze remimber that 01 had a
chance wanst and and didnt do ut
bedad
Then ho blow out the match
A Ficklo Weathercock
An old saying Fickle as a weather
cock once received a striking refu
tation in the experience of Dr W E
Channlng The famous Boston preach
er being of a feeble constitution was
led to go to extremes in protecting him
self against the cold penetrating air of
the winter in Boston at such times
nothing would Induce him to go out of
the house even in a carriage if the
wind was from the east
A friend not having heard from Dr
Channlng for three weeks notwith
standing that the weather had been un
usually mild and agreeable feared that
he might be ill and called at his home
to Inquire He found Channlng in his
library the sun streaming through the
closed windows and a blazing Are in
the grate the room was almost suffo
cating The doctor himself seemed in
his usual health and spirits Natural
ly the visitor asked why he was not
enjoying the soft air and sunshine
Channlng shook his head and said
Impossible my friend I dare not
and you know I never venture out of
doors in an east wind
But the wind has been in the south
for the last three weeks T urged his
friend
You are greatly mistaken rejoined
the doctor Look at the weather
vane and he pointed triumphantly to
the weathercock of a neighboring
church
But that vane has not moved fox the
last three weeks It wants oiling was
the response
The good doctor had been kept a pris
oner for three weeks by a rusty weath
ercock Youths Companion
Cooking Meals by a Volcano
A volcano is not generally looked up
on as affording comfort to the weary
climber but a party of four mountain
eers derived warmth and succeeded in
cooking their meals by the volcanic
heat in the crater of Mount Banler
They ascended the mountain and a
storm came on which broke Into a hur
ricane after they had crawled over the
rim of the great crater The steam
which ascended from the hot sulphur
laden springs served to cook some
prunes and to soften hard tack which
they had brought with them The hur
ricane raged far four day3 and three
nights and they were kept prisoners
not being able to descend on account
of the storm During this period they
cooked their food and managed to keep-
themselves warm through the volcanic
heat in the crater
Hats as Life Preservers
It Is generally known that when a
person falls into the water a common
felt hat can be made use of as a life
preserver By placing the hat upon
the water rim down with the arm
round It pressing It slightly to the
breast it will bear a man up for hours
Couldnt See It
I dont see where I come In on your
scheme said Uncle Silas to th fire
Insurance agent If I pay you a hjinT
dred dollars I lose the hundred and if
my house burns down I lose the house
Secerns as if I was doomed anyhowF
Harpers Bazar
An Ancient Tub
An old Roman tub well has been dis
covered at Siichester It is in a com
paratively perfect state of preservation
though 1000 yearshave elapsed staiee
it was made -
Possibly nqfman is as anxious to go
to war as he pretends to the reporters
-HIS START IN LIFE
Bla Dcslreto Accommodate a Custom
er Brought About His Success
The Philadelphia Times prints an in
teresting and encouraging account of
the manner in which Mr McLaughlin
the late publisher of that paper gained
bis first upward start in the world He
was then employed in the printing
office of the Ledger Young readers
may find In the narrative something
better than a good story
Upon one occasion In 1S51 when
Frank McLaughlin was twenty three
years of age it happened that the fore
man and his assistant were absent and
that John McLaughlin was at home ill
Young Frank McLaughlin was then
the fastest setter of type in the office
At the dinner hour on the day in
question when every stick was lying
at rest Abraham Barker the father of
the well known Wharton Barker and
himself then one of the very few
brokers In this city walked into the
Ledger job printing office with a stock
list an enumeration of the figures of
the financial market of the day and
expressed a desire to have it put in
type and fifty copies struck off for im
mediate use
By reason of the conditions described
there was no one in authority to wait
upon him and Frank McLaughlin
stepped forward and received the or
der The stock list of that time unlike
the complex affair of the present day
was an abbreviated statement and two
men could easily place it in type within
a quarter of an hour
When Mr Baker asked the young
printer If he would undertake the tasET
the latter answered with cheerful alac
rity Certainly Cutting the list in
two and turning to one of the oldest
compositors in the office he said
Here Jim take one of these takes
and Ill take the other and well rush
her through in a jiff3
The man addressed walked forward
with a frown on his face and after he
had taken the slip of paper and was
moving back to his case he mutetred
pome half understood words about
giving a fellow a chance to eat his
dinner
Never mind Jim said young Mc
Laughlin walking quickly after him
and taking the copy from his hands
Ill do the job myself During these
proceedings Abraham Barker never left
the office nor did he do so until the
work had been completed He leaned
quietly against a make up table read
ing a copy of the New York Tribune
apparently oblivious to all that was
going on about him
Young McLaughlins fingers flew as
ho picked up the little pieces of metal
In less than half an hour he had the
stock list In type revised and fifty
copies struck off He handed them to
Mr Barker with an apology for keep
ing him waiting What Donegal
ready said the broker and with a
simple Thank you he left the office
The following morning the young
printer was surprised by receiving a
note from the customer of the day be
fore requesting him to call at his of
fice He did so
I heard everything that took placa
in the Ledger office yesterday said
the financier and fully appreciate
your conduct I would like you to
print -the stock list forme every day
for one month and Ill pay you five
hundred dollars for the work
But It Is not worth so much as
that answered the printer
It Is worth as much to me to have
it done as you did it yesterday was
the reply
That was Frank McLaughlins first
work for himself At the expiration
of the month the contract was extend
ed to three times that period and then
to twelve months with an annual re
compense of six thousand dollars At
that time journeymen printers were
receiving about ten dollars weekly and
only in extraordinary instances earned
one or two dollars beyond that sum
Burgoyne Best of British Generals
Burgoyne was- the natural son of
Lord Bingley and had made a run
away marriage with the daughter of
Lord Derby As matters went then
these were sufficient reasons or the ap
pointment but in justice to Burgoyne
It must be said that he had other at
tributes than those of birth andonar
rlage He was a member of Parlia
ment and a clever debater a man of
letters unu mi agreeauie writer a uv a
unsuccessful verse writer and play
wright a soldier who had shown brav
ery in the war In Portugal a gentle
man and a man of fashion He had not
given any indication of capacity for
the command of an army but this was
not thought of Importance Let It be
added that although as a soldier he
was the worst beaten of the British
generals as a man he was much the
best for he was clever agreeable and
well bred From The Story of the
Revolution by Senator H C Lodge
n Scribners
Tinplate Scrap Has a Value
The tinplate clippings from the
stamping factories of this country ar
gathered together tied in bales and
delivered at the dock in New York for
about G a ton thence they are shipped
to Holland where the tin is recovered
and made into ingots while the Iron
scrap Is sold and turned to different
uses Some factories have as high as
1200 tons of this scrap tin to dispose of i
in a year The process used in Hol
land for separating the two metals is
secret andthe efforts of manufactur
ers to obtain a knowledge of it has thus A
Ear been in vain
Seemed the Appropri to Kind
Joseph is realslck wrth slow fever
Well and Mrs Martir jo hed
ncr apron reflectively I ff Jo
seph had a fever it wpu a slow
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