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A HUNTING ADVENTURE.
The Dog Bingo Returns Good for Evil
and Helps Wounded Hunter.
The alienee of that dense northern
forest, Hoinber In Its uutuninul color
ing, wns broken by n rlllo shot. In
stuntly following it cnnio u dog's yelp
of fear and rage. Then came tho
sound of men's voices and their hur
ried steps throuijh tho dead leaves,
and some one called: "Who was It
that shot?"
"Tom Marshall," answered another.
"Ho says he was sure It was a deer
he saw, moving among tho cedars."
It did not take them long to reach
the spot from which tho cries still
proceeded. There, In a clump of cedars
and oak shrubs, they found a boy or
12 seated on tho ground and holding
in his arms a small black and tan dog.
He Thrust
the Dill Book
snail's Hand.
Into Man
"It's the dog that's shot; not tho
boy," tho first arrival shouted as tho
others camo hurrying up.
Tom Mrashall, tho youth who had
11 rod tho shot, stood still. So great a
sense of relief camo to him that he
fo'lt faint. Ho throw up his, head.
"That dinky llttlo dog! What are
you making such a fuss over It for,-
you boy?"
Tho lad scrambled to his feet, still
holding the dog.
"Dinky dog, Indeed! Ho knowB a
heap more thnn mon who go round
trespassing on othor folks' proporty
and shooting every time they see a
loaf stir!"
"Marshall Is sorry ho shot your
dog, my boy," tho oldost man of tho
party said In kindly tone. "It's only
a flesh wound in tho leg, and will soon
bo well. What Is your namo?"
"Will Free, and this Is my father's
land that your camp Is on."
Thoy talked for a few minutes, tho
dog continuing his howling. Finally
Will said: "I'm going homo to have
Bingo's log dono up."
Tom Marshall' slipped a flvo-dollar
bill Into the boy's hand, saying: "Now,
don't let us hoar any moro of that
bruto Bingo."
Tho lad's faco was whlto with sud
den anger. Ho thrust tho bill back
Into Marshall's hand. "Koep your old,
money! I shall talk about Bingo all
1 pleaso, and I guess you will hoar
somothlng before to-morrow night
that won't Bound bo pleasant tp you."
Bingo was loved by all tho Free
family, and there was much mourning
whon Will arrived at tho comfortable
log Iioubo, whoro Mr. Free had es
tnbllshed his family during tho ttmo
ho was cutting tho timber from tho lm
mouse tract of land that he had
bought.
When Mr. Freo reached homo at
THE DISCONTENTED TREE.
supper time ho hoard tho wliolo story.
Tho lumberman looked with dlsfavoi
upon tho door hunters, an,d tho next
morning tho hunting party was or
dered to move their camp off the Free
land. In vain thoy reasoned, argued
and stormed. An effort to bribe Mr.
Freo was also Ineffectual.
"You have proved your careless
ness," ho said. "There are some things
that money cannot buy."
"I suppose that wrotched llttlo dog
Is one of them," Tom Marshall cried.
"You are right! Tho devotion and
faithfulness of Bingo are invaluable
to UB."
The hunting party had to movo. It
was a great Inconvenience and some
of tho older men soundly scolded
Tom. Ill luck scorned to be their por
tion. Thero were olght In the party
and at tho end of a week they had
killed but two door.
Tom Marshall was disappointed al
his failure. He was petulant, making
himself unpopular In -ninny ways. Sc
It camo about one afternoon, ten dayt
aftor the shooting of Hlngo, that he
was In the woods alono. Ho knew
ho was trespassing upon Mr. Free't
land, but ho kept on. Suddenly lit
stumbled and fell. His gun was dis
charged and the bullet entered hi?.
leg not far below the knoo. Tom wns
badly frightened, but he managed tot
bandage tho wound with a part of his;
clothing. Thou he tried to think of
some way out of tho unpleasant com-
plication In which ho found himself.
Ho shouted until ho was hoarse. Time
went by until through a grove of
pines ho could see tho sunset's glow.
Just thon ho heard a dog bark. He
called, and soon a little black and tan
came running towards him. It was
Bingo. Tho dog limped, and his leg
was still bandaged.
"And I was such a bruto about
him," Tom thought, regretfully. Then
ho called: "Here, Blugo! Como!
Come! Good follow!"
Already Tom had scribbled a line,
describing his desperate . situation.
This ho planned to tie to the dogs
neck. But no amount of persuasion,
no coaxing or commanding could
bring Bingo within his reach. Dark
ness was fast coming when, with a
parting volley of barks, the dog fled.
Tom covered his face with his
handB and groaned. How long would
ho live there, If no help came? After
awhllo ho raised his head to listen.
Footsteps and voices were approaching.
"Yes, I am coming, Bingo," Tom
heard. "1 know, old fellow. It's some
thing worth while you are bringing
mo to seo."
It was Will Free. A moment later
ho was listening to Tom's story, listen
ing as sympathotlcally as if the shoot
ing of Bingo had not been and the
wounded boy was carried to the Free
home. There was a doctor with the
hunting party, and ho announced that
It would be a week before Tom could
bo moved. Boforo tho expiration of
that tlmo Tom had come to bo as
ardent an admlror of Bingo as was
any member of tho Freo family.
Hopo Daring, In Detroit Freo Press.
TRAPS FOR UNWARY
ADVERTISING TRICKS OF
ORDER HOUSES.
MAIL-
GOODS PRICED BELOW COST
out basis. Ho depends upon his repu
tation for square dealing. He knows
that ho must be honest, whether ho la.
Inclined to be or not, or that he will,
soon bo compelled to get out of busl-i
ucsb for lack of patronage. The mail
order concorns look for a now crop,
of "suckers" overy year, and thoy find
moro or less of a crop.
WAS ON THE LEVEL
WIFEY'S LINE OF TALK NOT
MEANT FOR 8ARCASM.
Articles of Standard Value Frequently
Sold at Cost to Create False Im
pression of Cheapness Un
thinking People Victims.
The theory upon which n great
number of mall order concorns pro
ceed Is to select a certain number of
articles, thoso of standard values and
well-known, and mark them down to
wholesale prlceB or lower. This is
for the purpose of "baiting," as well
as to give the Impression that regular
dealers are Belling goods at prices
too high. On many widely advertised
goods which arc in constant demand
tho mall order house advertises prices
much lower than tho actual cost of
the goods to the house. This Is done
with a view of catching customers,
killing off tho trado of local dealers,
and with hopes of selling other goods
at enormous profits. Then tho ad
vertising part of the deal Is of some
value.
People like to buy goods sit the
lowest possible cost. Thoy get Im
pressions of low prices from compari
son of goods of which they know tho
selling price. If a certain rlllo Is al
ways sold In the gunstores at $14 and
the catalogue house sells tho same at
$11, the average man realizes that ho
Is getting a bargain, even though the
concern may lose a half dollar In tho
transaction. But the man la also Im
pressed with the idea that prices are
just as low on other goods of which
he has little Information as to values.
It la knowing this fact that causes
the mall-order houses to resort to
this trick. Then there is difference In
quality of goods. In the different
lines there are different grades. It is
not long ngo that a United States
district court grand jury returned an
Indictment against a large mall-order
house on three different charges of
fraud. In each case thero was mis
representation. One of the charges
was that "pure white lead" paint, sup
posed to be manufactured by the con
corn, did not contain a trace of white
lead, and was manufactured by con
tract by another concern. The other
chargo was that jewelry was mlsrep
resented. In the matter of jewelry
there Is great chance for fraud. That
which Is called solid gold may bo not
over one-tenth gold, a llttlo better
than brass. Gold always has a cer
tain value. Whether It is in jewelry
or In a coin of the realm, the value
Is just the same. Its purity and
weight is what counts. It is curious
The Country Editor.
If conscientious effort and merit
mean anything, there Is no good rea
son why the country editor should
not oxpect to wear a golden crown
and a diamond-studded harp in the
good world to como. His sphere Is
surely one In which his usefulness Is
limited only by his ability to work.
It may bo a debatable question wheth
er the average editor of a small town
paper does moro for tho town than
the town does for the editor. It may
bo truo that one of the greatest sins
that can bo laid at his door Is that of
poverty not povorty of brain but of
pockot. He may labor for the enlight
enment of an unappreclatlvo people,
but is thero not compensation in
knowing that a duty Ib faithfully per
formed? His efforts to boom the town
may not always meet with an encour
aging response in the way of good
advertising patronage from the local
business interests. His work of
showing up his town as a live and
progressive place sometimes falls flat
because of a lack of good snappy ad
vertising of the stores. There are tew
things that are a better criterion of
the life of a place than the advertising
pages of tho local paper. By It 8
stranger Is Impressed either favorablj
or otherwise. If the paper Is bright
newsy, well filled with advertising
thero are in it Indications that thotowr
Is progressive, tho merchants prosper
ous, and that tho people aro of the
class that make excellent neighbors.
On the other hand, If thero are only a
few lines of local news, half a dozen
small cards and announcements, and a
few large advertisements of depart
ment stores and mall order "houses In
other cities, tho impression is given
to tho reader that the town is a good
placo to steer clear of, and not tho
kind of place whoro one would caro
to build a home. D. M. CAHH.
One Editor's Advice.
A western editor In a recent number
of his paper says:' "We again desire
to call our readers' attention to tho
fact that they should, buy everything
they use from homo merchants, and
not aid in building up large establish
ments In a distant city. Did you ever
stop to think that every cent you buy
at home aids the city in which you
live, and all you send away drains the
city of that much of the medium of ex
change that should remain at homo?
The stability of your home institutions
depends upon you and you alono. You
do not believe that, but remember
when you speak of other persons it is
how intelligent people who know of said as you, and when thus explained
NO SCORCHING.
Pollccninn Beetle (to Moth Motor
ist) Now then, we can't have any
"scorching" hero! Royal Magazine.
Story of the Good Fairy and the Pretty
Little Pine Tree.
There was once a pretty little pine
tree In tho forest. It's long noedleB
wore green ull tho year round, but tho
tree was discontented.
"I wish I could bo Hko othor trees,"
It sighed. "I should like to have loaves
of shining silver, so that I'd be the
prettiest of all tho trees In tho world'
A passing fairy heard tho sigh, anil
waving her wand turned all tho
needles Into silver leaves.
"Oh, how lovely!" cried tho Pino.
, "No othor treo 1b as beautiful as I."
But not long after a man walking
through tho forest saw tho sllvor
follago and plucked tho loavos, leav
ing tho tree quite bare.
"Ah! I seo it Is not well to have
silver leaves. I should like some that
people would not take from mo. I'd
Hko loaves of glass.. I would- still
glisten in the sun."
The next day tho treo awoke to find
Itself covered with, leaves' of glass.
Monte Carlo's Profits.
Tho aunual profits of Monte Carlo
amount to $5,000,000.
"This Is better," said tho tree. "Now
I'm content."
But when thq wind began to blow
tho leaves of glass knocked against
each other and were soon broken.
When night camo the little pine wns
as bare as before.
"I seo now that I was unwlso In my
selection," whined tho treo. "I'd lore
to havo leaves of green like othor
trees have."
The -following morning the llttlo
plno treo awoko to And that tho fairy
had again favored It.
"Aftor all, greon loaves are tho boBt!
Now I'm Hko othor trees, only moro
beautiful."
Soon, howovor, a goat came by, and,
80olng tho greon leaves growing near
tho ground, bogan to eot them, and
tho plno stood baro as before
"Alas!" cried the treo. "Silver
leaves aro flno, glass leaves aro pretty
and greon leaves aro good for othor
ti'oea; as for mo, my noodles woro
best. How I wish I could havo them
back again!"
The fairy overheard and granted Its
wish.
tho fixed value of gold will take tho
word of a mall-order Bohomer as to
quality, when tho artlclo Is sold at a
less price than the metal which It Is
claimed Is renrosented In It can bo
bought for in tho markets.
Low prices nro generally quoted
upon goods which the average peoplo
understand, and aro acquainted with,
and tho loss is made up on the classes
of goods which allow tho practice of
deception, of tho value of which the
peoplo littlo know. Pooplo who patron-
Izd mall-order concerns should under
stand that In the majority of cases
thoy aro paying more than they would
bo compelled to pay if thoy mado
tholr purchases at homo. Then thero
is involved the principle of sending
i .
money away from tne neignnornooci
where It is earned.
If tho peoplo who patronize mall-
order houses would only buy such
goods as they know aro priced below
cost to tho concern, tho mail-order
houses could not continue in business
a year. But these concerns know that
Mr. Barnum was about, right whon ho
snld that the "American peoplo Hko
to be humbugged. Thoy transact
their business accordingly. The homo
merchant must go ahead on a differ-
Chance for the Youth.
Young men who aro residents of
country districts should be Impressed
with the fact that there aro chances
for overy one to get along In the
world If endowed with a good quality
of brain matter and tho deslro and
tho ability to work, and work rightly
and industriously.
For tho young man starting out In
life there are many pitfalls; not tho
ones In tho category of bad habits
and dissipation, but In tho business
world. The catchy advertisement in
tho want columns of tho dally press or
in tho farm journal, "$10 to $20 a day,"
attracts tho attention of many of the
young men who know llttlo about tho
dovlous methods of tho sharks to catch
dollars from the pockets of tho "pro
ducers." Many of Ihoso concorns nlm
to sell to the agont a lot of goods that
aro almost wholly worthless, and let
him light It out tho best way possible.
Then ngaln, there nro legitimate con
corns that employ men to soil to tho
trado, but thoy never hold out prom
ises of such great profits.
It Is well to steor clear of grafts
that are Intended to take dollars from
means you. Your trade at Homo will
make better mercantile establish
ments and a better city. The next
tlmo you aro possessed with a spirit
of getting something away from homo,
gently call a halt and go to your home
merchants and call for what you want
and In nine cases out of ten you will
find the desired article, but should you
fall, ask the merchant to get It for
you and see how rapidly he will ac
commodate you, and when tho price is
named and you compare it with tho
catalogue you will bo agreeably sur
prised. Discard tho idea that you
must get something from a distance,
but instead buy at homo and every
citizen become an advertising medium,
and you will be surprised at tho result.
Don't say 'That artlclo does not apply
to mo, for what little I get away from
homo does not amount to anything.'
You are mistaken, for every little put
together make tho larger things. -Bo
loyal and do all your trading at homo."
Cause of the Late Dinner Consider
ably Puzzled Mr. Hopkins Until
His Better Half Settled It
' with an Explanation.
Hopkins had been detained at his
ofTlco an hour later than usual, and
when he boarded a car for his home
ho was all nervous. His nervousness
Increased as he got nearer homo. It
was no wondor, either, for Hopkins
had promised his wife to be homo
early that evening.
He tried to read his paper, but In
stead he found himself repeating from
memory tho lino of talk that his wife
would hand him about keeping dinner
waiting upon poking around down
town after ho left tho office, and how
thoughtless he was of her wishes and
a lot moro Hko that.
He had his explanation all framed
up ready for use when ho let himself
Into the flat with his key.
Mrs. Hopkins came in smiling whon
sho heard his shut the door.
"Dinner isn't quite ready," she re
marked apologetically, as she helped
him off with his overcoat.
"Isn't, hey," says Hopkins, suspi
ciously, wondering what sort of a
game she had fixed up on him. Ho
wished whatever it was she'd get it all
over with.
"You aren't very hungry, are you?"
she asked, "because I am getting up
just a "plain llttlo meal this evening"
still in that tono of apology.
"Huh, uh," says Hopkins, "any old
thing'U do me, just so its some sort
of food product." He looked at her In
a subdued manner that Bald, "Yes,
I'll be 'it' for whatever the game is,
but let's get started." It was all too
deep for Hopkins. He never was
much of a hand at working out mys
teries and rebuses and the Hko, and
whatoyer tho plot was it was getting
on his nerveB.
"That's just like you," went on Mrs.
Hopkins, "you never complain. Here,
I think this is the best light right over
hero If you want to look over your
paper. I'll hurry up dinner juat as
fast as I can. I'm almost ashamed of
what a little I've got. Oh, wait! I'll
get you a clean towel If you're going
to wash your hands."
And so her talk ran . "Going to be a
nice evening of It, isn't It," thought
Hopkins to himself. "Yes, it isn't
Wonder how long' she's going to keep
it up. I guess women aren't the plot
ters or anything! Tho Idea of puttln'
on so much sarcastic stuff just be
cause a man's a little bit late getting
home."
At the dinner table the missus laid
down her hand. The game had really
been on tho level all the time. "I'll not
let this happen again," she began In
that Bame apologetic tone. "You see,
I went shopping after wo left the club
mooting, and I Just got home a few
minutes before you did. I didn't
realize how late it was. You're just a
dear not to complain of bucIi a skimpj
little meal. I know how hungry you
are when you got home. It's a perfect
shame. You're not going to scold me,
though, are you?"
Agreeable Conversation.-
Thero is no conversation so agree
able as that of tho man of integrity,
who hoars without any Intention to
botray, and speaks without any lnten
tion to deceive. Nlcol.
your pockot under the pretense of giv
ing you employment. If you fell that
you could make a success as a sales
man, there aro legitimate houses in
your nearest city that may afford you,
an opportunity. But don't think that
you can demand the salary of a bank
president from the start. You will get
what you aro worth, and no more.
The moro you can make your services
of value to your employers, tho moro
pay you will recoivo. Good men aro
always in demand. Chancos for adi
vancoment wero hover bettor, but tho
field Is narrowing year by year, owing
to change in commercial methods, and
concentration in almost every line.
If you would succeed in commercial
Hfo, get the idea out of your head
that getting to the front is a snap,
and the path a flowery one. "Work Is
necessary If you find an honored placo
among tho winners.
The Farmer's Version.
"Hiram," exclaimed Mrs. Hardapple,
In great agitation, "the bank that you,
put the $200 in the last tlmo you went,
to town has gone up higher than a
kite."
"What?" roared Mr. Hardapple,
dancing around with rage. "Them thar,
thieving high financiers should bo
strung up to a telegraph pole, every
mother's son of them."
"And Hiram?"
"Well?"
"Do you know that $1,000 you put
In the old stocking? Well, tho rata
'ate it up."
"Did? Well, tho wayB of Providence,
are mysterious. 'The .Lord giveth and
the Lord takoth away.' "
Katzenjnmmer.
"Tho worst thing about taking a day
off and having a good time," groaned
Budgor, bathing his aching hoad, "Is
that you neod about twp days to for
got It!"
May Cure Turtle Flesh.
Thero is talk in Queensland, Aus
tralia, on whoso coast turtles are
plentiful, of curing the flesh for ox-
port. Three kinds of turtle nro found
off the coral reefs the loggerhead,
tho hawsblll and the green turtle. The
two latter aro edible, and the hawB
bill furnishes tho tortoise shell of
commerce. Travelers relato that the
aborigines light fires on the backs of
tho turtles to make tho shell pool off
easily, after which painful ordeal the
animal is allowed its freedom and
grows another shell. This Is, of
course, a Munchausen yarn. Tho fact
Is that after killing the turtle tho
aborigines put it over a fire to facili
tate the romoval of tho plates. Tho
professional tortoise shell getters
bury tho beast In clean sand, and
whon the flesh Is decomposed it is
easily taken from tho shell. Tho
plentiful green turtle Is of most value
for food.
World's Largest Clock.
Tho largest clock In tho world is at
St. Rombold's cathedral, Mechlin, Bel
glum, If the size of tho dial la the cri-tqijou.
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