t THE OLD An old lane, an old gate, ,nu old house by n tree, A wild wood, 11 wild brookthey will not let tne bi: In my boyhood I knew them, nnd still they call to mo. Down deep In my heart's core I hear them, and my eyes Through tear mists behold them beneath the old-time sklc. 'Mid bee-boom and rose-bloom aud orchard lands arise. 1 hoar them; and heartsick with longing Is my soul, To walk thcro, to dream there, beneath the sky's blue bowl; Around me, within me, the weary world made whole. vTo talk with the wild brook of all the long ago; '"(To whisper the wood-wind of things we used to know When we were old companions, before my hcarl knew woe, To wall: with the mornlnir and watch Its rose unfold: To drowse with the noontide lulled on Its heart of gold; To He witli the nighttime and dream the d renins of old. To tell to the old trees, and to each listening leaf. The longing, the yearning, as in my boyhood brief. The old hope, the old love, would ease my heart of grief. The old Jane, the old gate, the old house by the tree. The wild wood, the wild brook they will not let me be; In boyhood 1 k new them, and still they call to me. Criterion. S 1 AlVlIiNu A vimfffmfffffffmffmfmmMm CrpOWAltD noon of a June day II seventeen years ago, there camo riding Into the llttlo town of ltlnuk, In Southern Colorado, n stranger, sombreroed. red-kerchlefed, blue-shlrted, high-booted, and wearing nt each hip, In the holsters of a well fllled cartridge-belt, n heavy six-shooter. He halted before the principal saloon, throw reins over his horse's head, dismounted, and stalking in roughly, proclaimed himself to be "Wildcat Pete" and a "bad man," and ordered drinks. Having Imbibed con siderable liquor, he proceeded to ca vort up and down the street, threat ening and bullying, and in the recog nized border way "shooting up the town." Although still without the civilizing Influence of a railroad, Blank was not apd never had been lawless, free for All: that is to say "wide open," In the measure of many a typical Western row-town and mining camp. Blank had begun quietly, and had continued clong its peaceful way, with singular :mrauulty from uny disturbing, all-re-f&rdless element. Consequently the idvont of "Wildcat Peto" was an un Tolcomo surprise. But while the presence of the dos vrado was looked upon by the citizens .if Blank with disfavor, still he stayed and did about as ho pleased. To tell the truth, the marshal was afraid of him, and the public generally found It necessary to take time to consider. Therefore "Wildcat Peto" remained, a thorn in the flesh of Blank's prosper ity. lie was a blustering, domineering, loud-voiced individual; and although this is not the distinguishing trait of the real "bail man," to back it up he proved himself mighty quick with a gun. On a Saturday morning the proprie tor of the general storo of Blank was returning to it, after a rather late breakfast. As ho walked up Main street, he noted that ahead of him tho thoroughfare Beemed oddly deserted. .Pedestrians and horsemen and team Jfcrs were showing a strange partial- fi'cy for the side streets. One might have thought that a portion of the street was plague-stricken. It was. As the morchant, wondering, ad vanced, presently ho behold tho llguro of a man Hquattlng tailor-fashion in the middle of tho road. It was "Wild cat rete. -mere tie was sitting calm It ly, arms folded, but with a six-shooter in each hand; and whenever anybody walking or riding drew near he dlgnl llcdly waved them back. They went. He owned the street. They sought an other. It was Juat a "bad man's fan cy, but It had to bo respected. However, tho merchant frowned. Ho was annoyed. Pete had stationed .him "WILL YOU JES' JIEPEAT THATV" HOME. dAU MAIN. self exactly in front of the store, which possessed tho only piece of side walk In town. When one has gone to the expense of a sidewalk In the com munity, he does not relish having its attractive force rendered null and void so that some freakish wight may pose as a real estate czart The morchant was amiably suffered to enter his store; but if he was pre pared to greet customers, he was pro pared in vain. Custom was emphati cally at low ebb. Several prospective buyers hove In sight, as the merchant knew; but Pete grandly waved them to another street, whereupon they re tired precipitately. The merchant followed by his anx ious clerk, went out to whore tho des perado was sitting, cross-legged and cross-armed, vigilantly guarding his self-selected limits. "You're 'Wildcat Pete,' are you?" asked the merchant. "Yes, sir, I'm 'Wildcat Pete,'" re plied the other, not deigning to look up at him. The merchant was a new-comer from the East, and Pete considered him n minus quantity. "Well, Pete," said the merchant, briskly, "I'm paying good rent for this property, and I've built a sidewalk, and gone to other expense for im provements, and I can't afford having my customers driven off, llko you're doing. Now, go over on'the other side of the street, and sit in front of that vacant lot; or there's a splendid place In front of the blacksmith shop. It's shady there. Don't sit here." "I reckon I'll sit here Just as long as I please," declared Pete, unaffect ed. The merchant's color rose. He was a tenderfoot, but he had spirit. "You will, will you," ho retorted. Then ho turned to his clerk, and said, In an undertone: "George, go In and get tho gun." The "gun" was a 45-00 repeater, heavy enough for bear. The clerk brought It out. "Now, Pete," addressed tho mer chant, more briskly, "I want you to move and move quick." For the first time tho desperado looked up, and It was Into the muzzle of the rifle. "I reckon I won't," ho announced, obstinately. "I reckon you will," announced tho merchant with equal obstinacy. "I'll give you Just one minute to get out, or I'll blow you out!" "I reckon you won't," persisted Pete, apparently callous. George, hold the watch on us," bade the merchant. George held tho watch. Tho desper ado tldgeted, and seemed Inclined to rise. He moved circumspectly, know ing that the merchant had the drop on him. "Well," he said, "I guess I'll go and sit on tho other side of tho street, by the vacant lot. But I'll see you later," he added, meaningly. "No, you won't!" snapped tho mer chant. "If you want to see me, you can see me right now-" "I reckon I'll sit awhllo In front of the blacksmith shop," drawled Pete; and with an Injured air ho slouched off toward the site proposed, and there established headquarters, much to the disgust of the blacksmith. Tho morchant re-entered tho store, aud received the congratulations of his customers. Meanwhile, at the blacksmith shop, "Wildcat Pete" was voicing dire threats, all of which conveyed the same meaning: that he was going to kill tho merchant on sight Tho mer chant heard. He was advised by friends right and left to arm hlniBolf and be proparcd to shoot first; but he sturdily refused. He simply sent word: "Tell that follow Peto that I don't carry a gun, and that I shall contlnuo to go back and forth along the street Just as usual. I'm not afraid of him. Only, If ho trios to Interfere with my personal rights, or with my business, lie's likely to get In trouble. He may talk all he wants to, but he must leave mo alone." Howovor, the desperado's bluster be gan to prove Irksome. It distressed the merchant's wife exceedingly, and kept her constantly wrought up lest her husband should be murdored. It had offect uion tho merchant himself, naturally making him watchful and nervous, and enforcing upon him pre cautions, If not for his own sake, then for the sake of his family. He stayed In the back part of the store, and at home was careful not to expose him self at a window. Finally tho strain became unendur able. The merchant decided to put an end to It. It was Just n week after the encoun ter whereby "Wildcat Pete" had been made to move on. Ho was sitting, moodily tilted back In a chair, outside the doorway of tho saloon which ho frequented, when the merchant, car rying a pasteboard shoebox walked directly up to where he sat. Behind the merchant followed the marshal and several other citizens. "Wildcat l'eto" straightened up In his chair, and his hand suggestively Jerk ed his cartridge belt into a more con venient position. "I understand that you've said you wero going to kill mo," spoke the mer chant. "I sure am, ns soon as I get good an' ready," growled the desperado. "Well, I've got tired of waiting," declared tho merchant "We'll settle our little dlfllculty right here." Ho took tho cover from tho box. "Now In this box I've brought two pistols; one Is loaded with ball, and the other Is a blank. Seo this handkerchief?" and he unfolded a largo bandana. "You choose which pistol you want; I'll take tho other. Then we'll catch hold of op posite corners of this handkerchief and back away, and the minute that the cloth Is tight we'll pop and find out which gun has tho bullet In It." "Will you Jos' please repeat that? I didn't quite savvy," stammered the desperado uncertainly. Tho merchant repeated. "You mean I'm to tako one gun, and you the other an' go It blind; and then shoot at each other across the hand kerchief?" Inquired Peto, dazed. "Exactly," atllrmed tho merchant Peto stared at tho pistols. They were the old-fashioned, powder-and-ball variety, single shot and loading at the muzzle. Whence tho merchant had resurrected them none but himself knew; however, they were perfect for the purpose, for their contents could not be ascertained by the eye. The desperado rose xo the occasion. "AH right," ho said. "I'm game. But somebody's sure goln' to bo hurt." Ho weighed the pistols carefully In his hand, nnd selected one. The mer chant took the other. "Somebody sure Is," he replied grim ly. Noting the Interview, a crowd had collected. The merchant extended a corner of the bandana to the desperado. "Here," ho said, "take hold!" With the Angers of a rather shaky left hand "Wildcat Pete" grasped the hnndkerchlef. The merchant cocked his pistol. "Wildcat Pete" cocked his. "When tho hnndkerchlef draws tight, we shoot, remember," warned the mer chant The crowd fell away from behind each of tho duelists. The merchant and the desperado slowly, gingerly, backed apart; the handkerchief, held at arm's length, was Just ceasing to sag, when "Bang!" went the pistol of "Wildcat Peto." An exclamation leaped from tho peering crowd; but the merchant stood up, smiling sarcas tically, unharmed. Evidently tho des perado's pistol was the blank; ho had llred ahead of time, and he had llred In vain. Seeing the result, with an oath he dropped the handkerchief and whipped his hand to tho six-shooter at his right hip. "None of that!" cried a stern voice in his ear and wisely refraining ho glanced behind, to And the marshal, at last emboldened, exactly covering him. "Hands up!" "I reckon Mr. Morchant there Is about entitled to n shot," suggested the marshal, coolly. "Go ahead, Mr. Mer chant," ho said to him. "Pete," snld tho merchant decisive ly, "you aren't going to kill me, after all. Turn around!" Peter turned. "Now march!" commanded the mer chant "You'll And your horso straight ahead. Get on him and keop going, and don't come back." "Wildcat Pete" obeyed. "But wasn't that rather risky?" I In quired of the merchant now no long er merchant, but capitalist "Suppos ing Peto had picked tho pistol having the bullet " "Well," said tho former storekeeper, "I figured first that Pote would balk nt tho contost, which he didn't; and second, that he would Are ahead of time, which ho did. Either would give mo tho advnntngo over him." Ho laughed. "And to toll the truth, In Jus tlco to myself and family, neither pis tol held a bullet. Bloodshed was elim inated." Montreal Family Herald. ONLY WORKERS WANTED. Too Many Drouca In South Now, With out Iuvttltiu Worthier One. Desirable as tho right sort of Immi gration to tho South may be, It Is woll for everybody Interested In tho per manent welfare of that section not to permit enthusiasm in the cause of Ail ing up its waste places to outrun dis cretion in the selection of material, says tho Southern Farm Magazine. Just at present It looks ns though special Interests of one kind or another were taking advantage of the South's dtvilfc for Immigrants and the public discussion of that question to work an imposition or to make mistakes In Judgment For example, a recent dls pntch from New York said that a steamer of ono of the coast lines had sailed for Norfolk crowded to Its full capacity with Immigrants from the south of Europe who would settle along tho rich truck farms of tho Chesapeake and that dally shiploads would follow. The dispatch further stated that this was but a feature of the most remarkable movement in Im migration that has developed In years. A telegram to the president of tho steamship company brought tho Infor mation that while there was consider able Immigration business going South and West, there was nothing unusual about It for this time of the year, and that the destinations of immigrants were generally beyond Virginia. The telegram pricks a sensation at tho right time. Opportunities for Im migrants are unsurpassed, to bo sure and It Is undoubted that the persistent work of many years Is now having Hie desired offect. The wish for general results howovor, must not be permit ted to bo marred by sensationalism In furthering the cause of Immigration or by heedlessness in sending to tho South undesirable classes. Tho South has already too many drones and Is seek ing means either of turning them Into productive ngents or to be rid of them. Tho most effective means Is to bring in industrious men, working men, thrifty men, men who propose to live In and for the community nnd not off the com munity, men prepared to mnko their pormnnent homo in the South and to develop with It. Tt ls4 possible to ob talu such men even from among tho horde of Immigrants now pouring Into New York and other centers without misleading statements and without the aid of yellow Journalism. EASIE8T THING TO FIND. Wc Arc Only Too Quick to Seo Our Ncliihhoru' Faults. The' only thing that can easily be found where It does not exist Is fault, says the Atlanta Journal. That Is, you can easily And it In others. But In yourself, though you be blackened with it, you can't seo it so easily. If the other fellow has a fault und sometimes If ho hasn't you are quick to perceive It. You incessantly And fault with tho weather. It Is either too warm or too cold, too wet or too dry, too sunny or too cloudy, and you have a good deal to say about It. And tho times never suit you. It'H either hard times or else some other people nre making too much money by the methods you don't know anything about nnd so don't approve. Deep In your subconsciousness you are qui to sure that money-making which you enn't comprehend nnd can't imitate can't bo honest. And the government is all wrong, too, In your opinion. As a matter of fact, you may confess to yourself that you are unnblo to vote with real dis crimination for county sheriff, but you do think you know all about running the national government nnd settling all International differences. You may bo loudly preaching for world-wide pence, when you can't get along amicably with your own wife. You mny not bo ablo successfully to run a little corner grocery, but you think you know all about regulating the big trusts. You don't know what are tho elements of fnlluro in your own business affairs, but you think you know Just exactly what are tho faults of the great railroads. Tho troublo with you is easily diag nosed. It is ono of the most common disorders under tho sun. You nre "farslghted" In your mental vision. You see only tho things that are be yond tho rench of your hands nnd nro blind to thoso that Ho about you. You seo tho faults of tho other fellow, but not your own. World Gobs Around. Yeast Do you believe that tho world moves? Crlmsonbeak I certnlnly do. Why, I can't find tho keyholo In the same place two nights In succession. Yonk ers Statesman. Tho Arecrackers don't cost much for celebrating our glorious freedom, but the doctors afterward swell tho bill. PERSONALITY OF NOQI. Ilia Reninrknhlc Bnirlt When He I,ot Hons lu llnttlo. Consider Nogl's career. Ho was commissioned by tho Emperor to re tako Port Arthur, tho "impregnable',' fortress which ho had taken by storm from the Chinese ten years before, says the Now York Tribune. He wont thither, to work and to light, largely unobserved by the world, for the lime light of publicity was turned upon the fleets nnd upon Kurokl and Kuropat kin .In their desperate duel at the north, rather than upon him nnd his sappers and miners and forlorn hopes. Ho wont Into tho campaign with his two sons and his nephews tho only men In the world who could Inherit his nnme and title. Ono son was kill ed at Nanshnn. Tho other died at High hill. In a third conflict tho nephew was killed. They say that Nogl smiled when he heard tho nows and, Instead of lamenting his own loss, congratulated his soldiers upon tho vic tories they had won. "God took my sons," ho said .to a friend ono day, "In order that'l might' be better able to sympathize with my countrymen who nro likewise bereft, GUN. 1IA110N NOW. and so that I may the hotter answer to the souls of the many bravo men whom I am sending to their graves." But now and then, when ho supposed he was entirely unobserved, tho white haired veteran would bow his head and sob as if from a broken heart The Emperor meant to pay him tho beautiful compliment of making him tho gunrdlau of tho prince Imperial's three little sons. But flrst there was other work to do. So with his war worn veterans Nogl was hurried from Port Arthur up to Mukden, where we are told ho hurled himself like n thun derbolt upon tho Russians. Beyond question It ,wns he and his men, with their cry of "Make way for us! We are from Port Arthur!" that more thnn any others staggered and shattered the Russian legions. Tho world has heard a great deal of late about the Jnpaueso spirit. Exploit ers of tho "yellow, peril" havo rung tho chnnges upon tho "essential bar barism" of that amazing people. It may bo so. But there are those who will say that If such men as Nogl are exemplars of barbarism, that is the. sort of barbarism wo want To most' his career looks like that of a hero who would bo an adornment and an honor to any race, and of whom the world may learn much in both tender ness and terrlbleness; as It may also learn great lessons from the whole Japanese establishment In military sanitation and lu the art of scientific war. Etirlolilng Experience. Why has art so largo a place in the lives of the Japanese? Porhnps be causo they begin to teach art early in life. In a recent trip round the world the eminent English surgeon, Sir Freder ick Troves, spent considerable time In Japan. On tho occasion of his visit to a famous temple the only living creature mot with in tho temple grounds was an old woman carrying a golden-faced baby her grandson. "Why havo you come to a place so solitary?" Sir Frederick asked. "I thought It would do the baby good to see the plum blossom," the old wom an replied, with the soft urbanity of her race. Manors Easily Arranged. "The lady ain't got tho money now," said Bridget, "but ye kin l'ave tho lco an' sho'll pay on Saturday." "But," protested tho now lcemnn, "s'posln' she nln't got tho money then?" "Well, If she ain't ye kin take yer ice back." Philadelphia Press. Explaining It. Maude And why do the Jockeys wear those funny little enps? Claude Why or those aro the handicaps, y' know." Cleveland Lea der. When a man has a plcturo token for the flrst live weeks afterward U spends a great deal of time lu taking surreptitious looks nt It, nnd wonder ing If every ono else sees tho good points lu It so plain to his eyes.