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FAMOUS NAPPY LEON.
ORE THAN A
century ago, on the
picturesque i.'iand
of Corsica, in the
Mediterranean, In a
certain comfortable
barnyard, a fat and
handsome hen sat
upon a baker's doz
en eggs of her own
laying. Her hus
'cams maris Laois, band. Sieur Bona,
was a cock of quiet,
respectable habits, never known to In
dulge In wordy controversies through
the fence-palings, nor In crowlngs and
challenges of his neighbors. Since his
marriage to His spouse, Dame Letltia
Bona, he had not fought a single duel,
which, considering the times, was a re
markable circumstance.
Dame Letltia, I fear, did not yield
that respect to her lord and master
which he deserved; for often when he
came bringing her a particularly juicy
worm from the garden, a delicious
grub, or some kernels of corn fallen be
tween the bars of the granary, she
would reward his attentions by so sav
age a peck upon the head or so fierce
a pluck at his gills that he would be
fain to retire with a Squall.
Dame Letltia Bona came of ancient
fighting stock. There had been famous
game-cock In her family; and, respect
able female as she was, when the white
cock residing In the adjoining yard
would thrust his head between the pal
ing in contemptuous challenge of Sieur
Bona—the latter, according to his cus
tom, giving no heed to the bluster of
his quarrelsome neighbor—.Dame Letltia
had been known to send the blusterer
back to his family with a nip In his
comb that all his wives—for he was a
Turkish cock and kept a harem—had
much ado to heal.
It is not to be marveled at, then, that
one, at least, of Dame Letltla's brood,
when hatched, should exhibit the hered
itary fighting strain. This little
rooster, whom his mother named Nappy
Leon, after some distant ancestor,
foiight his brothers before the shell was
off his back; and never a day passed
but Dame Letltla had to rescue one or
another of her downy children from the
bill of their fiery brother Nappy.
As time went on, the young Nappy
became the tyrant of the barnyard. He
fought a dozen pitched battles with
cocks of his own age. He pecked the
heads of all the goslings, and pulled out
the feathers of all the ducklings. One
day he even confronted a tough old
gander, and It might have gone hard
with him had not his father happened
along, and, by a judicious mingling of
persuasion and flattery, soothed the Ir
ritated. gander and averted the Im
pending catastrophe.
Dame Letltla was secretly very proud
of her mettlesome offspring, and by her
hints and encouragement did much to
even the soft influence of her husband.
The Sleur Bona would sigh deeply as
he saw his wife tenderly preening the
ruffled feathers of her favorite after
one of his daily battles.
“Ah, wife,” he would say, “I fear you
are doing very wrong to lend counten
ance to our son’s quarrelsome disposi
tion.”
“Nonsense!” she would reply, con
temptuously. “He will get on all the
better for showing some spirit, as others
I could mention should do.” This was
one of her back-handed buffets, which
she knew so well how to deliver. For
the Sleur was notable in all the barn
yards around for his mild character.
“Perhaps," would be the quiet an
swer, "unless he should get into the
soup in the meantime, my dear.”
After a while even the doting mother
began to be alarmed at the pugilism of
her favorite, and sometimes went so
far as to administer a peck upon the
head of the youthful Nappy—which, as
every one knows, Is the ancient form
of chastisement among fowls. But
Nappy had gotten beyond maternal
control, and with a “squawk” of pain
and anger, the spoiled chick would be
off to pick up another scuffle with the
red bantam, his particular enemy, or
the Black Spanish cockerel, who was
just sprouting his spurs and boldly de
clared his intention of putting down
that hot-headed Nappy some day.
At length the hour came when the
NAPPY LEON ON HIS CHARGER,
young Nappy Leon must leave the
paternal roost and seek his fortune in
the great world. He had grown to the
age and proportions of a fine broiler,
and it was time that he should begin
to lay the foundations of his future
career, unless. Indeed, he were to end it
too early upon the gridiron with garlic
and turnips, after the Corsican fashion.
His father had determined to send him
away to school, where, as he put it, he
might win his spurs while getting some
sense knocked into that overgrown
comb of his.
Dame Letitia shed floods of tears, and
there was even a suspicion of moisture
upon the venerable beak of the Sleur
himself, as he called his son to him and
delivered a few last words of advice_
advice suggested by his practical and
ambitious wife.
"My boy," he said, "you are going
forth among strangers, from whom you
can not expect the tenderness and con
sideration you have received from your
mother and me. You must hereafter
scratch for yourself, and you must be
prepared to submit to many restraints
and indignities which your proud si>{rit
has hitherto resented. But let two
words guide you in your way through
life; namely, patience and policy.
The annals, written in bird-Latin,
and often with spluttering quills pulled
from the wings of some captive goose_
are not easily read, but we gather that
while Nappy was wandering about Pa
ris, roosting in trees, and scratching a
living out of garbage heaps, an old tu
tor of his, a parrot of venerable age,
nnd a wise old fowl, met him one day„
and learning hla situation got him a
poat In a flock of Gallic cocks, Burgun
dian ravens, Breton geese, and Gascon
drakes, together with a great number
of Parisian loons, gulls, snipe, storks,
sparrows and what not. It appears
that a vast number of hawks and
crows, many of English breed, had es
tablished themselves In a place called
Toulon, where they defied the utmost
efforts of the French fowls to oust
them. Here It was that our hero's mil
itary genius first showed Itself.
Now it should be known that the com
mander of the forces was a certain
Major-General Gander, a miserable old
rascal, If the truth must be told, one
sided from the loss of a wing, lame
from a foot deformed by being frozen,
vain and stupid withal, and convinced
that the fate of the whole nation lay
in his paddles. Nappy Leon, with the
adventurous and unquiet disposition
which went so far toward his after suc
cess, and also to his Anal overthrow,
being dissatisfied with the slow and
fruitless tactics of Gen. Gander, one
day flew Into an elm-tree which over
looked the enemy’s position, and from
thence devised a plan for the expulsion
of the defenders of Toulon. He laid his
scheme before Gander, who hesitated,
quacked, hissed, nibbled at his only re
maining wing, billed his unlaundered
shirt-front, took a sip from the mud
puddle before which he had established
his quarters, pulled out and ate a very
large earth worm, with a profoundly
reflective aspect, and—consented.
Nappy Leon proceeded at once to his
quarters. Doubtless there might have
been seen a haughtier carriage of his
head, a more brilliant gleam of his
eyes, a loftier poise of his comb, as he
summoned his flock for the assault. Be
this ‘as It may, he selected his storming
party with great dispatch. He chose
Brlenne’s “Heavies,” uniformed in yel
low and black; Thlbault's “Whites,” In
snowy vests and green jackets, every
fowl of noble family; De Vergne's
charge; and, finally, Chambord’s "Spar
rows," hardy, reckless little fellows,
before whose Iron bills even the “Royal
Eagles” had more than once taken
flight.
We need not pause to describe the
event. It will suffice If we say that
Nappy, at the head of his gallant flock,
swooped down upon the surprised and
demoralized foe, and, after a short but
desperate battle, drove them, pell-mell,
out of their works, with terrible duck
ings, squalllngs, screechings and croak
ings, in a cloud of torn feathers, wings,
beaks, gills, combs and top-knots. Nap
py himself had a desperate, though
brief, combat with Major Flemish, the
commandant. Those who witnessed the
struggle declared afterward that the
sight of it was worthy of a poem.
The further history of Nappy Leon
Is one long tale of bloodshed and vic
tory over his enemies. His grateful
followers put him on top of the finest
hen-coop, and he was declared to be
the emperor fowl of the whole country.
But there came a time when Nappy
had to abdicate. He could do nothing
else If he wished to save his life; for he
knew that he must otherwise “get It,"
to use a bit of slang frequently in Nap
py’s mouth, “where the hen got the
axe”—that Is, In the neck.
On a far-distant Island of the sea, he
pined away the remnant of his life, nib
bling his feathers, stalking around his
narrow domain, feebly crowing and
dreaming over again the vast dreams
which erstwhile had kept the world In
excitement.
Peace to his feathers! He was a won
derful fowl In Ills time; but his life Illus
trates the great truth that, bird or man,
if we fly high, we may fall low.—Adapt
ed from Demorest’s Family Magazine.
GREATER THAN MISSISSIPPI.
i -
Canadian Geologii‘» Tell of an Enormons
Pre-glacial River.
The largest river of any age of which
there Is any evidence In the world, ac
cording to a reme able geological dis
covery reported to the Royal Society of
Canada at Its late meeting at Ottawa,
was a great pre-glacial river In north
ern Canada. Dr. Robert Bell, who pro
duced scientific evidence of the correct
ness of his discovery, pointed out that
It was generally admitted by geologists
that the continent of North America
Immediately before the glacial period
stood at a much higher elevation than
at the present time, amounting to, per
haps, between two and three thousand
feet. The Inevitable result of this must
have been to change the river systems
from what they now are, and to create
In the north a gigantic river draining
an area of over one-third of the entire
continent of North America, and form
ing a drainage basin seven times as
large as that of the St. Lawrence. The
central portion of the great river was
In the middle of what is now Hudson
Bay, as proved by the existing depres
sions Of land in the north of Canada
and the great depth of the centre of
Hudson Bay. Its lower part dis
charged through what Is now Hudson
Straits into Davis Straits. It is also
maintained that the upper half of the
St. Lawrence basin, both In pre-glaclal
times and also at a later geological pe
riod, discharged Its waters northward
by way of what is now Hudson Bay.
It is asserted that this constituted one
of the main branches of this great
northern river. Other large branches
were the Saskathchewan, the Nelson
river, which rises west of the Rocky
Mountains, the Churchill, largely aug
mented by the reversal of some of the
upper rivers of the Mackenzie basin, !
and great tributary streams that came
down the present Churchill Inlet, Fox
Channel, and Ungava Bay, any one of
which must have fully equaled in size
the Mississippi of our own day.
The Highest Type of Hunting.
In my estimation the pursuit of the
mountain sheep Is the highest type of
hunting our continent afTords. To “col
lect” an old ram requires good lungs,
good legs, good Judgment, and good
shooting. In the doing of It you are
bound to rise In the world, to expand
mentally, morally, and physically, ard
to come under the spell that nature al
ways lays upon the hunter who once
sets foot upon her crags and peaks. I
regret the disappearance of the moun
tain sheep even more than the passing
of the buffalo and elk, for It Is an animal
of finer mold and stronger and more
Interesting character every way. It Is
much more alert than the mountain
goat, and therefore more difficult to
shoot—so say the men who have hunt
ed both.—W. T. Hornaday.
BUST OP SHAKESPEARE,
The Interesting History of tho Davenant
Heart of tho l'ott,
When Lincoln’s Inn Fields was still
a rural suburb, whertf aristocratic and
wealthy people lived, says the St. James
Budget, there stood on the southern
side, or "on the back aide of Portugal
How," close by an old Inn called the
Grange, a famous tennis court, together
with one of those great and stately
Inns of court" from which the name
of that locality was obtained. Early In
the year I860, or late In 1889, Sir Will
iam Davenant obtained possession of
the tennis court—then called Ulbson's—
converted It Into a handsome and roomy
theater, which a contemporary, Pcpys,
said was the "the finest playhouse that
ever was In England." Over Its two
chief entrances recesses were made to
accommodate busts, and these, appa
rently, were thoBe of the manager's
godfather, and his predecessor as poet
laureate, Ben Jonson. At that time
many of Shakespeare'B younger friends
were still alive, and so were old actors
who had been the poet’s fellow players,
and so was Shakespeare's youngest
daughter, and his granddaughter, and
old playgoers who had seen the poet
play. To all of these Shakespeare's
bust would be attractive, and many of
them doubtless often paused on their
way past', Into or out of the theater to
look up at It. Presently came the reign
of opera In the Itallap style and come
dies in the French style, and Shakes
peare waB again neglected. The men
who remembered the mighty poet were
booming very few, the stories that were
told of him were being fast forgotten,
and the busts over the theaters were
no longer the objects of Interest they
had been. In 1668 Sir William Davenant
died. Sir William had looked hls last
upon the beloved bust above the thea
ter door, and after hls death we grad
ually hear less and leBS of Shakespeare
and hls works and more of dancing and
singing and coarse buffoonery. If, then,
Shakespeare's plays were contemptu
ously neglected, what wonder Is It to
find hls personal relics equally dlsre
garoeur When In 1714 the Duke's
theater ceased to be a playhouse and
became a barrack, the busts over the
entrance remained. They were portraits
of men unknown; and when (probably
about that time) the entrances were
bricked up, they were lost to sight al
together. When the building was de
serted by the military It became an auc
tion-room and warehouse, and after
ward, in 1737, Messrs. Copeland and
Spode converyted It Into a pottery ware
house. In 1S46 the old building was re
moved for the erection of the College
of Surgeons, and In 1848, when its last
remains were also removed, the long
forgotten terra cotta busts once more
saw daylight. Before their real value
and Importance were discovered the
workmen had thrown down the bust of
Jonson and utterly destroyed It. From
this fate the Shakespearean bust was
preserved by Mr. Clift, whose daughter
afterward became the wife of the late
Sir Richard Owen, to whom It was be
queathed, and from whom, thanks to
the kindness of his son, Rev. Mr. Owen
of Richmond, and Sir William Flower,
It has now become the most valuable
of the many valuable Shakespearean
relics In the library of the Shakespeare
Memorial at Stratford-on-Avon. There
we may hope Its continued existence
will never again be endangered by that
Ignorance and careless Indifference
through which we had so narrow an
escape of losing It altogether.
HOW THEY FOOLED CHARLEY.
Louisville Friends Flay a Practical
Joke That Is Not Had,
Friends of Charley Leffert, a popu
lar young railroad clerk, are telling a
good story at his expense, says the
Louisville Commercial. They say that
last Sunday night he took a young lady
to church. When they entered the
church a few drops of rain had fallen.
Charley had no umbrella. When church
was over several wags in the neigh
borhood stood In front of the church
door with their umbrellas raised. This
gave the congregation who were about
to leave the church the impression that
It was raining. The people in church
were afraid to venture out, although the
stars were shining brightly. Of course,
Charley and his girl were among those
who anxiously waited for the rain to
cease, but the wags hung about the
door with their raised umbrellas, and
no one ventured out. Then to do the
proper thing Charley gave a little boy
a dime and chased him to the nearest
drug store to telephone for a coupe.
The coupe arrived In due time and
Charley pushed his way through the
crowd. When he reached the pavement
and looked up the stars shone bright
and beautiful, but It was too late to dis
miss the coupe. His ride of three
squares on a beautiful night cost him
$1, and now some i t the church people
say Chafley was putting on style.
Too Many VictnttL
Are the works of the best modern lit
erary artists improved by Illustration?
Can an artist with his brush or pen add
anything to the well developed charac
terization of .our successful novelist?
In other words, is it not the literary art
of a master amply sufficient to portray
all in his book that is charming or
thrilling or pathetic or humorous? I
believe that it is, and also that it is a
literary crime for the average illustra
tion to inject into the pages of a great
work of fiction, of whose creative forces
he can know no more than the reader.
Some of this sort of illustration is
amazingly clever, but most of it is Just
the opposite. To distinguish the picto
rial opportunity in a mook manuschipt
is a work requiring rare distinction, and
too many of our Illustrators,' with the
approval of the publishers, take their
cue for a picture from such inadequate
and puerile suggestion as that conveyed
in the familiar climax of love stories:
“And she fell on his breast and wept
tears of unutterable joy."—Sidney Fair
field, in Lipplncott’s.
He Content.
There was a boy who only wanted a
marble. When he had the marble he
only wanted a top; when he had a top
he only wanted a kite; and when he
had a marble, top and kite he was not
happy. There was a man who only
wanted money; when he had money
he only wanted a house; when he had
a house he only wanted land; when he
had land he only wanted a coach; and
when he had money, house, land and
coach, he wanted more than ever. Be
content with little, for much will have
more all the world over.
her tooth extracted.
Aching Molar Taken from the Month ot
an Elephant.
To pull an elephant’s tooth la about
the biggest professional tnsk a voter*
lnary was ever called upon to under*
take. The operation wus performed a
lew months ago at Peru, Ind., the win
ter quarters of the great Wallace
shows. Jeannette, one. of the favorites
in the herd exhibited with this aggre
gation, showed signs of distress. She
bad acute attacks of Indigestion and
would frequently whinny ns If suffering
greatly. She did not relish her food.
She became very affectionate toward
her keeper and seemed to be begging
him to do something for her relief. Ur.
ITpshall, a member of the Detroit Col
lege of Veterinary Surgery, was tele
graphed for. He found Jeannette had
an ulcerated tooth, which was aching
terribly. The afflicted one waB a grinder
of hugh dimensions, and It hurt just In
proportion as It was big. The ulcer on
the root, when out, proved to be as big
as a hen's egg. Jeannette's measure*
ment was taken from her tall to her
neck. Just that distance from a corner
In a brick building with a fourteen-inch
wall, was erected, with massive oak
timbers, a sort of stock, with an adjust
able top piece. She was backed Into the
corner and her head put through the
timbers, which was then closed on her
neck. The walls of the building held
her body and she would have to pull
her head off to get away from the tim
bers. Dr. Upshall produced a pair of
foroeps that would make a black
smith's tongs look like small plyera.
He mounted the scaffold btillt In front
and secured Jeanette’s trunk back over
her body with strong straps. Then he
passed a strap Iron through her month
and fastened her Jaw firmly. All was
ready. He gripped the great forceps
Into the tooth and with a ratchet de
vice on the handles he screwed them as
tight as possible. Three other strong
men mounted the frame work with him.
At a signal all began to pull. Jeannette
groaned and tried to break away. At
first It was a long, steady pull, but the
tooth was there to stay. The doctor
Instructed his assistants to let up and
they would try other tactics. He direct
ed them to give It short, sudden jerks
in unison. They did so, and at each
"helgho" that molar was given an ar
gument that caused Jeannette to let
forth a terrible groan. Once, twice,
three times they . Jerked—and then!
Well, two of the men were picking
themselves up oft the floor and one was
clinging to the timbers. Dr. Upshall
stood on the scaffold smiling. In his
hand were the forceps and In the for
ceps was the troublesome grinder. Jean
nette had quit bucking, and with her
big tongue was exploring her capacious
mouth to ascertain where all that bric
a-brac had come out of her face. It
was some time before she Indulged In
such rare delicacies as dried thistles,
but she is all right now and traveling
with the Wallace Bhows.—Ex.
AS GOOD AS MUNCHAUSEN.
This Family Drank Water From an Iron
Impregnated Spring*
A remarkable story comes from the
upper "^aklma country, Washington.
Two years ago Peter Stromshadt locat
ed on a piece of land near what Is now
known as Borax Springs, his family
consisting of his wife and two children.
A few days after his settlement Strom
shadt discovered a spring close to the
shack he had built, the water of which
was strongly Impregnated with Iron,
but not unpalatable. Stromshadt dug
and deepened the spring, and since
July, 1893, the family has used the wa
ter for all domestic purposes. One night
recently a heavy electric storm passed
over the cascades, accompanied by viv
id displays of lightning. The follow
ing day Mrs. Stromshadt, while kind
ling a fire In the stove, found It almost
Impossible to separate the stove lifter
from her hand. Her husband, hearing
her scream, ran to her assistance, when,
to his surprise, he found that he, too,
experle-’"ed great difficulty In detach
ing any article of iron with which his
hands came In contact. Breakfast was
Anally prepared and the family sat
down to the meal. The children, girls
of 5 and 7 years respectively, drank
their milk from tin cups, and upon
raising their cups to their mouths
found themselves unable to detach the
cups from their lips. Stromshadt, who
is an Intelligent Immigrant from Swe
den, was nonplused, and while unable
to account for the wonderful occur
rence, nevertheless laughed at his wife’s
exclamations that the family was be
witched. In a letter to a friend he says
that the small bed In which the children
sleep Is upon roller casters. At night
when the children are put to sleep the
head of the bed is a little to the cast.
Invariably in the morning the bed Is
pointing north and south. A member
of the Portland, Ore., Academy of Sci
ence, to whom the circumstances were
related, says that the Stromshadt fam
ily has become saturated with iron,
which was rendered magnetic by the
passage of electricity from the clouds
to the earth during the recent electric
storm. Stromshadt himself takes the
matter philosophically, and aside from
the Inconvenience of having his head
decorated with & fringe of knives, forks
and teaspoons, which are attached to
him. Is inclined to regard the occur
rence lightly.
The Sybarite*.
In the south of Italy there was once
{i flourishing Greek colony calley Sy
barls. The town was well situated for
commerce, the surrounding country
was very fertile, the climate was the
finest In the world, and for some cen
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and enterprising, carrying on a profit
able trade with other countries and
heaping up Immense wealth. But too
much good fortune finally proved their
ruin. .Little by little they lost their
habits of labor and thrift, and instead
gave themselves up to pleasure. Fin
ally leaving all kinds of necessary
work to their slaves, they laid aside
the cares of life, and spent their days in
eating and drinking, in dancingsand in
listening to fine music, or tn attending
the circus and watching the feats of ac
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