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| Women Who May Poker.
s all the rage just now »mon%
,T,.r element of society women
Uiington, but of course it is play
L.r the rose, and only those in the
L, permitted to sit at the green
bikI da’ly with the seductive
The ladies play like men—that
put their money up _ before
: down, and cash in their chips
end of the game, according to
ados and regulations provided.
Hi as '.teen a good deal of comment
tossip recently about the stiff
1 played by some of these women,
g is predicted that if the practice
■ up a scandal of huge proportions
V the result.—New York World.
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phnor's for May: Comparing the
■ with the steam locomotive as
Innisins pure and simple, there is
lc difference between them as re
simplicity. On the one hand we
an aggregation consisting of boil
pumps. cylinders, valves, piston
lonnecting rods, with reciproeat
Jmtions, while on the other hand
lie, trie locomotive has but a single
big part, the armature, having a
[, motion. It follows that the
f,ir repairs of a simple mechanism
(tht- electric locomotive would be
low thatof the steam locomotive,
of of which we need only cite the
Intent of Mr. Alexander Siemens,
■dent of the English institution of
•ie engineers, that the electric lo
Jitives operating in the London Un
Jround railroad ran 00,000 miles
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THE DOGS OF DEATH.
/ •ISTEN!” SAID
•Harklna, lowering
■his pipe, and lifting
■one hand warning*
•ly.
A strange, doleful
sound came down
*he night wind,
faint and far away,
yet awesome and
Wood-chilling.
» "What is it?" 1
«sked.
malting no immediate reply, my com*
panlon leaped up and scattered the
burning brands of our camp-fire with
two deft kicks of his heavy boot.
Prom his manner I plainly saw there
was danger In the air, and my hand
sought my Winchester.
“What is it?” I repeated, as we stood
m the shadow of the bluff, with the
moonlight glinting silvery white on the
bosom of the rippling stream near at
hand.
"Wait and you’ll see, I reckon,” an
swered Harkins. "Ef I don’t mistake,
ther derned critters are coming this
yar way.”
True, the sounds were growing more
snd more distinct with each passing
moment.
“A dog?” I said Interrogatively.
“Dogs,” replied the old prospector—
“the Dogs of Death.”
“I hear but one.”
“T’other runs silent, an’ he’s ther
worst brute of ther two. Hark! Hear
that?”
“Horses?”
“Yes."
The ring of iron-shod hoofs could now
be heard. Several horses were coming
down the opposite bank of the creek
at a mad gallop.
We had not long to wait. Seven horses
appeared, bearing on their backs
as many dark riders. The animals were
being lashed and spurred to their high
est speed.
As they went by in the moonlight I
saw the faces of two or three of the
riders. They flung hasty glances over
cursed them, an' told them they’d all
die afore six months. The story coes
that she fit so hard the skunks wiped
her out. Anyhow, northin' wua ever
found of her ner ther boy. Ther hut
wua burned flat that night.”
"And the men she cursed?'*
“The Dogs of Death run them down
Inside of the six months limit.”
"They did not stop there?”
“No; ther dogs are determined ter
wipe out ther hull derned gang, I reck
on, an' a service It will be ter ther
country. They killed old Mis' Dugan
out of pure cussedness, and now they're
gtttln their deserts.”
We rebuilt our campfire. Dong hours
we sat and talked of the Death Doga.
The stars had swung around, and the
moon was low down before we slept.
That night made a strong Impression
on me. I was continually thinking of
the uncanny Dogs of Death as they
bayed wlerdly on the trail of the hunt
ed and fear-stricken outlaws.
“We found no trace of "yellow” along
the Medicine Bow. Our expedition was
a failure.
But we did not return to Cheyenne
till the coming of winter drove us In.
I was broke, and Harris was little
better.
He wondered how we’d get through
the winter, and who would grub-stake
us In the spring.
One night Harkins dropped Into Tom
my Gringo’s "Little Monte Carlo.”
Harkins had a passion for gambling,
and he had sworn never again to touch
a card.
That night he broke his oath.
With something like $25 to start with,
he went Into a game of faro.
When the game was stopped at B
o’clock the next morning he had $4,700
In his pocket.
He came In and pulled me out of
bed by the heels, got me by the neck,
chucked my head Into a bucket of cold
water, thumped me till I got mad and
waded In to lick the stuffing out of
him.
Then he took me down and sat on me,
while he told me all about It.
“We don’t need any galoot ter grub
stake us in ther spring, pard!” he cried,
"SAVE ME! SAVE ME!" *
their shoulders. Never have I beheld
abject terror more strongly depicted
than it was on the white faces of those
men.
On they, went, disappearing from
view.
Then we heard the doleful baying
once more. ..
It was near at hand.
"The Death Dogs are running them
hard,” whispered Harkins, and I felt
him clutch my arm with a strong grip.
Something sent a shuddering chill
all over me. I waited expectant, my
heart seeming to throb in my throat.
They came—two great gray beasts,
one running In advance of the other.
The foremost had its nose close to the
ground, lifting it now and then to send
a wild wall shuddering through the
night.
The leader was the smaller of the
two. The other seemed almost as large
as an ox, with a great mishapen body,
long hind legs, and feet that flap
flapped with an unpleasant sound.
This creature seemed actually to glow
with a dull, white light, which it ap
parently emitted from its body.
For all of its awkwardness, it fol
lowed the smaller beast with great
speed.
On they went. Soon they disappeared,
holding hard to the track of the fleeing
horsemen.
Not till the sound of the doleful bay
ing had quite died out in the distance
did I speak. Then I thickly said:
"Merciful heaven! What sort of
creatures were those, Harkins?"
“The Dogs of Death,” replied my com
panion, who was scarcely less effected
than myself.
“Why do you call them that?” ,
"It is the name given them by Mur
dell’s gang.”
"Then-"
"Them thar hossmen wur Murdell
and his men. They’re whut’s left of ther
gang, and thar wus more’n twenty of
them once. The Death Dogs have bunt
ed them down one by one.”
• "But the dogs—what kind of creatures
are they? They did not seem of flesh
and blood.”
"No more do they, none whatever.
And Murdell’s men will sw'ar they’re
Satan's own pups. They-ve tried ter kill
ther critters more’n once, but it wuzn't
nary bit of good. Lead or steel can’t
hurt ther Dogs of Death."
“How long have the uncanny beasts
been hunting the outlaws?”
"Near a year—ever Bence Murdell
killed Old Mis’ Dugan and her fool son
on Cottonwood Creek. Ther boy, though
he wus a fool, fit his best fer his mother,
and they filled him with lead—least
wise that’s ther story. Then, as he lay
covered with blood, stone dead, on ther
floor of ther hut, ther old woman knelt
and took his head in her arms. They
grasped her. Her hands wuz covered
with blood, and she left her mark on
glx of them—ther mark of blood. She
■. ....
triumphantly. “I’ve got ther rocks ter
do it."
"You’ll run up against the game
again, and lose every dollar!” I de
clared.
He swore he wouldn't play again for
six months. And he kept his word.
As soon as we could move in the
spring, we struck for the Sweet Water
region.
We had two pack-mules and an extra
horse, the latter to be used in case one
of the saddle animajs became Injured.
We were crossing the Laramie range,
when, one night, we fell to talking of
the Dogs of Death.
We had heard nothing of the creatures
all winter, save a few odd reports
brought in by stragglers and “drifters.”
And we did not know it went with
Murdell’s men.
Strange though it seemed, while we
were talking that night of the uncanny
dogs, the baying of the wierd hunters
came to our ears.
We knew the sound the instant we
heard it.
"There they are!” cried Harkins, ex
citedly.
“And they’re coming!” I exclaimed.
"Sure as shooting!”
Nearer and nearer came the doleful
sounds, breaking sharper and sharper
with each passing moment.
“It's a hot trail!” declared Harkins.
'■They’re right onter ther game, and
some miserable wretch goes under this
night."
Straight toward us the dogs seemed
coming.
I clutched my rifle.
Panting, groaning, reeling, a man
broke out of the night and came toward
us. He saw us and fell at our feet,
shrieking:
“Save me—save me from ther critters!
I'm ther last! Ther rest are all gone!
Ther dogs are-•”
He ended in a wiid scream, trying to
crawl away.
Howling fiendishly, a great gray brute
came shooting toward the spot.
Before a hand could be lifted the ani
mal had the fugitive by the throat.
It was all over in a moment.
I never saw a human being killed
quicker in all my life—and I have seen
many a life ended by violence.
The other dfg came lumbering out of
the darkness.
One look the creature took at the
body of the dead man and then he
spoke:
"The last of the gang! Ha! ha! Poor
old mammy. The moon is dead!”
Straight up on his hind legs he rose.
The shaggy, white-glowing robe that
covered him peeled off with a motion
of his hands and arms.
A man stood before us!
"Great miracles!” I ejaculated.
Then we looked at the other creature
to see if It would change into a human
*•*»*• __„ J
No. There was nothing human about
that beast. It crouched and growled
over the dead- man, It# eye# gleaming
red. . _ .
"Who are you 7" my companion Anal
ly managed to aek.
"Me Lute Dugan,” wai the reply.
"Poor old mammy! Bruno and me hunt
’em all down. They kill no more. This
be the laBt. The moon is In It# grave.
The new day will weep. Now I shall
laugh! Ha! ha! ha!"
Then, before a hand could check hint
he dashed away, whistling to his dog.
He was gone—the dog was gone—we
were alone with the dead man.
"That was old Mis’ Dugan’s fool boy,"
said Harkins, slowly. “They didn’t kill
him, after all. He has hunted down
Murdell's gang with the aid of his dog."
"But—but the strange light on his
shaggy coat?”
"Phosphorus.”
“How could he run so swiftly on all
fours?" . .
"I heard once that he was stolen by
a she b'ar as had lost her cubs, an'
ther critter kept him near a year. When
they recovered him he wus Jest a wild
little b’ar."
"Do you believe It?”
"I don’t know what ter believe. I’ve
seen him run on hands an’ hoofs."
We burled the dead man. Then we
moved our night camp.
More than half the night we talked
over the marvel. It seemed absurdly
Impossible. Had we not seen It with
our eyes, no one could have mado us
believe such a story.
In the morning the "new day wept,"
as our strange visitor had predicted.
And we never again saw anything of
the Dogs of Death. Nor of "Mis’ Dug
an’s Fool.”
I believe Harkins and myself saw the
last man of Murdell’s gang die. Further
than that, I know not what to be
lieve.
I have told the story. Every incident
Is given exactly as it occurred.
The reader 1b welcome to form his
own opinion.
REACHED THE POINT AT LAST.
Poor Jane Was Mot at Home on Earth
and Mover Would He.
It takes some persons a long time tc
come to the point of a story. They are
lacking In that quality which news
paper man termB "news sense,” or in
other words, they do not appreciate
the value of giving prominence to the
important factor of their information.
It was such a one as this, a Pennsyl
vania Dutchman, by the way, who par
ticipated In a brief dialogue with a
newspaper correspondent one day last
summer. The man had been sent on a
long Journey to obtain some informa
tion and eventually brought up at a
house which proved to be vacant.. Pro
ceeding to the house of the nearest
neighbor, the Dutchman, he asked:
Can you tell me where I can find Jane
Smith. She’s not at home?"
"Neln, Chane's nod ad home.”
“Well, where Is she?”
"She’s gone the cemetery down.”
"Can you tell me where the cemetery
is? But never mind—perhaps you know
when she'll come back?”
“O, £he won’t come back, already any
more.”
"Why?”
“ ’Cause she’s gone to stay. She*# det.”
Peanuts and Their Vacs.
The "goober” Industry of Norfolk Is
unique. Here a little city In Virginia has
become the greatest distributing center
of peanuts In the world. A peanut is a
pretty small item, but an annual crop
of something like E,000,000 bushels,
worth millions of dollars, makes a
pretty big item. The demand for goobers
has doubled within the last five years
and the supply does not fill the growing
demand. Few people know the curious
uses to which the goober has been put
In trade of late years. No other single
plant raised in this country is used In
so many different ways. The Chinese
say that the cocoa nut palm has as
many useful properties as there are
days In the year. The goober la not bc
universal as that; but it has as many
valuable qualities as there are days
in the week. The solid part of the nut Is
peculiarly nutritive and supplies fruit
and food for many a family. The vines
make fine fodder, some say as good as
clover hay, while hogs fatten on what
still another furniture cleanser and
been gathered.
„ Is or will H».
One of those ffammarlan fiends me
me the other day and ftmed me whlcl
was correct: “Tomorrow is Sunday” oi
Tomorrow will be Sunday.” I told him
the following story: Years ago the Read
ing railroad company Issued an ordei
requiring its brakemen, as soon as a
train started from any station to call
out the name of the next stopping
place. For awhile the trainmen, in
structed doubtless by some grammarian
of the road, would do this by saying,
"Next station will be”—Allentown,
Reading, etc. An editor took them to
task for it, pointing out the absurdity of
using the future tense In speaking of
that which always Is In the same place.
After that the brakemen dropped “will
be," and cried: “Next station”—Allen
town, Reading, etc.—Philadelphia Call.
Wants No Germs in His llarber Shop.
A Philadelphia barber, who has be
come a convert to the germ theory ol
disease, has discharged the bootblack
and coat brusher connected with his
shop, and refuses to keep a brush on
hand for the Individual use of his cus
tomers who may want to shine their
shoes or dust their coats. He holds that
the doctors are right, and that the
germs of consumption and other dis
eases are so plentiful that they settle
on every particle of the human wearing
apparel, and he is not going to have
any brushing going on about his place
that will disturb disease germs and
send them hunting for a new place down
his throat, where they can do more dam
age than on clothing._
■SMI 1(1 UI iiiirsu*
The real balm of Gilead la the drlet
Juice of a low shrub which grows In
Syria. It Is very valuable and scarce,
for the amount of balm yielded by one
shrub never exceeds sixty drops a day.
According to Josephus the balm or bal
sam of Gilead was one of the presents
given by the queen of Sheba to King
Solomon. The ancient Jewish physicians
prescribed It evidently for dyspepsia.
Trusting Man.
One of the uses of thorns is to protect
the plant from animals which feed on
herbage. Says La Nature: Nearly all
plants that have thorns In their wild
state lose them after generations of cul
tivation. It Is as if plants brought under
the protection of man gradually ley
down their arms and trust themselves
entirely to his protection.
Heat the Judge Could Do.
A story is told of a judge who re*
cently had the hypnotic plea raised be
fore him by a burglar. The prisoner
claimed that he did not know that he
was “burgling,” that he did it auto
matically and unconsciously, under the
direction of a hypnotist. The judge
said he would give him the full benefit
of the law, and also of his hypnotic
misfortune. He thereupon sentenced
the man to ten years in Btate prison,
but told him that he could, if he chose,
send for the hypnotist and have him
self made unconscious for the term of
his imprisonment.
“The same power,” said the judge,
“which enabled you to commit bur
glary, and not know it, ought also to
enable you to suffer imprisonment with
hard labor and not be aware of it. At
any rate, this is tho best I can do for
you.”—Albany Times-Union.
P. J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, O.. Proprs. ot
HbU'h Cutarrh Cure, utter |ioo reward for any
case of catarrh that can not be curod by taking
Hall’s Catarrh Cure. Send for testimonials,
tree. Sold by Druggists, 75o.
An Aristocracy of Brains Plus Cash.
Scribner’s for May: An aristoracy
brains—that is to say, an aristocracy of
composed of individuals successful and
prominent in their several callings—
seems to be the logical sequence of our
institutions under present social and
industrial conditions. The only aris
tocracy which can exist in a democracy
is one of honorable success evidenced
by wealth or a handsome income, but
the character of such an aristocracy
will depend on the ambitions and
tastes of a nation. The inevitable
economic law of supply and demand
governs here as elsewhere, and will
govern until such time as society may
be reconstructed on an entirely new
basis. Only the leaders in any vocation
can hope to grow rich, but in propor
tion as the demands of the nation for
what is best increase will the type and
characteristics of these leaders im
prove. The doing away with inherited
orders of nobility and deliberate, pat
jented class distj&ptions, gives the en
tire field to wealth.
A now diping car service between Chica
go and BunalovlS the Nickel Plate Roa^
ft as recently been placed at the disposal^ o.
the traveling public, which wUI enable
patrons of this favorite low rate line to
obtain all meals on trains when traveling
on through trains between Chicago, New
.York and Boston. For reservations of
sleeping car space and further information
see your local ticket agent or address J. Y.
Calahan, General Agent, Chicago.
Harper's Bazar: “They say that Miser
Mendel is sick.” “What is the trouble?"
“ltemorse. He gave a tramp a counterfeit
dollar and the fellow passed it at bis store.”
Mrs. Belva Lockwood will not be permit
ted to practice before the Virginia supreme
court. Masculine tyranny seems to cling
to the Old Dominion.
It the Baby Is Cutting Teeth.
hnn and DM that old and well-tried remedy, Mas.
WisaLow'a sootuixq Briar for CbUdrea Teethlng
The Farkhurst memorial fund amounts
to $31,000. The form of the testimonial
has not been decided upon, but it is pre
sumed tiger hide will figure in it.
Bemoval of Ticket OIBce of the New
York, Chicago A St. Loots Rail
road—(Nickel Plate Road).
On May 1st the Chicago city ticket office
of the New York, Chicago & St. Louis R.
H. (Nickel Plate Roadi will be moved to 111
Adams street, opposite the postoffice.
J. Y. Cai.adan,
_General Agent.
The North British Railway company is
bnilding a station at Edinburgh at a coat
of Cl ,800,000;_
Nest Time Yoe Co Wees
Take,the Burlington Ronte's “Black Hills,
Montana and Puget Sound Express.”
Leaves Omaha at 4:85 p. m. daily.
Fastest and best train to the Blade Hills,
northern Wyoming, the Yellowstone Na
tional Park, Helena, Butte, Spokane, Seat
tle and Tacoma.
For rates, time table, etc., apply to the
local ticket agent or write
J. Francis,
Q. P. St T. A., Burlington Route,
Omaha, Neb.
Marriage In Georgia. i|
A new form of marriage ceremony I*
practiced by a Georgia justice of thaj
peace. He concludes aa follows: “Bjn
the authority vested in me aa an ofliaer
of the state of Georgia, which is some*'
times called the Empire state of the1
south; by the fields of cotton that lay'
spread out in snowy whiteness aroundll
us; by the growl of the coon dog anil'
the gourd vine, whose clinging tendril*
will shade the entrace to your humbly
dwelling place; by the red and luscious
heart of the watermelon, whose sweet*
ness fills the heart with joy; by the
heavens and earth, in the presence of
these witnesses 1 pronounce you mats
and wife.’’—Way cross (Ga.) Herald.
Make Tour Own Bltterat
On receipt of SO cents in U. 8. stamps, I
will send to any address one package Ste*
ketee's Dry Bitters. One package makes
one gallon begt tonic known. Cures atom*
nch. kidney diseases, and is a great appe
tizer and blood purifier. Just the medicine>
needed (or spring and summer. 25c. at
your drug store. Address Ubo. O. 8tB
ketee, Grand Rapids, Mich.
Borne of the little bronze imrages of Chin*]
ese deities are supposed to nave an an
tiquity of 2,000 years before Christ. .... a .'
Mothers appreciate the good work j
of Psrker's Ginger Tunic, with Ms reviving quantise
—a boon to tbe puln-strickrn,sleoplose and nervosa.j
The silver dollars issued in 1H04 are worth;
f1,000 each. There were only IS,070 coined!
in that year_
When yon eoase ta realise
tint your oorns are gone, and no mure pain, how,
gratjful you fool. Ail the work of Htnderoorns. liar
A Spanish paper in the Pyrenees regu-l
larly suspends publication in hot weather, j
P Iso's Cure for Consumption relieves th*|
most obstinatecougbs.—Rev. D. UucBStcucj
ler, Lexington, Mo., Feb. 24, 1*4. j
The population of the German empire ia,
increasing at the rate of 6UO,COO a year. 1
"Xanaoa’a Kaglo Core gales.’’ r
Warranted t& care or money refunded. Ask fttP
druggist for la Fries it cents. |
Photography can be done in clear water,
atadejithof^aboutljNjOleet^^^^^^^!
KNOWLEDGE
Brings comfort and improvement ana
tends to personal enjoyment when
rightly used. The many, who live bet
ter than others and enjoy life more, with
less expenditure, by more promptly
adapting the world’s best products t»
the needs of physical being, will attest,
the value to nealth of the pure liquid'
laxative principles embraced in th»
remedy, Syrup of Figs. 1
Its excellence is due to its presenting;
in the form most acceptable and pleas
ant to the taste, the refreshing and truly
beneficial properties of a perfect lax
ative ; effectually cleansing the system,,
dispelling colds, headaches and fevers,
ana permanently curing constipation.
It has'given satisfaction to millions and
met with the approval of the medical
profession, because it acts on the Kid
neys, Liver and Bowels without weak
i ening them and it is perfectly free from.
every objectionable substance.
| Syrup of Figs is for sale byaU dru"**
! gists in 60c and $1 bottles, but it is man—
I ufactored by the California Fig Syrup.
; Co. only, whose name is printed on every
package, also the name, Syrup of Figs,
' and being well informed,jrou will not
accept any substitute if offered.
If you have
Rheumatism
Oruaj other pain, you don't take chance* with St. Jaeoha on, tor twenty