Plattsmouth weekly journal. (Plattsmouth, Neb.) 1881-1901, August 30, 1894, Image 5

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    HE WEAL-
th- mine own
ers, ranchmen
and po 1 i t i
cians of the
far west po to
New York to
spend their
Bummer vacations. Crowds 01 mea
may le found every
eveninp dur- !
inp the summer in the HoSman
house cafe. There they meet Ruffalo
Hill and his friend and host of the
Hoffman, Ed Stokes.
Five men who have prown tip with
the far west from the days of the pio
neers were seated around a table in
the .Hoffman cafe telling stories of
their adventures in the days when
they fought Indians and grizzlies at
every step they advanced toward the
Golden (.lute.
"I had some pretty close calls in the
old days fighting- Indians and bears
single-handed." said Col. Burrows, of
Montana. "but once I was cornered by
a grizzly, a centipede and a Crow In
dian, and petting- out of that corner I
had the closest shave of my life, I
puess. I was prospecting along- the
foot of the Rockies one summer away
back in the days wher. all the Indians
that were not on the warpath were
ready to scalp any white man who fell
into their hands. There were plenty
of lears around, too, and as a rule
none of the men in our party
went i
ery fur from camp alone,
"One morning' I started out to follow
tip a small ravine that I had discovered
the day before and along the banks of
which were some scant outeroppings
of silver. I pot so interested in exam
ining specimens of rock that I pushed
on. quite forgetful of time and dis
tance until a fueling of emptiness of
my stomach warned me that it was
noon. Then I made a note of my sur
roundings, and found that I was fully
ten miles from camp. I was on the
bank of the ravine which was more
than one hundred feet deep at that
point. All around there was a sort of
stunted half-grown forest with plenty
of rocks and small caves splendid
hidir.p places for bears and Indians. I
looked around very carefully end,
seeing no sign of an enemy, I decided
to eat the oold dinner I had brought i
with me before starting back to camp.
'"It was a hot day, and when I had
finished my dinner I was sleepy. I
lay down in the shade of a tree to take
a short nap. knowing that I would
wake up in less than an hour which
would give me plenty of time to pet
to camp before dark. I took off my
coat and put it under my head, rolled
up the sleeves of my flannel shirt and
made myself as comfortable as possi
ble. I had been asleep probably fif
teen minutes when a peculiar tickling
sensation on my right arm caused me
to awake suddenly. Fortunately for
me, I did not spring up with a start.
'Opening my ejes, I looked first at
my arm where I had felt the tickling.
As I did so my heart stopped beatinp
for a minute, it seemed to me, and I
felt a cold sweat starting out at every
pour. Half-wav up my arm I saw a I
full-grown centipede crawling around
on tiie bare nesh. lie was very wide
awake, and it was evident that he was
there for business. The slightest
move on my part would be the signing
of my death warrant.
"I could see the venomous insect
without even turningmy eyeballs, and
I lay perfectly still. How 1 did .it I
don't know. It seemed to me that
there was a ton of weight on my chest
v-
1 . '
A
i -
I GAVE MYSELF UP FOR GOOD.
holding me down, and although it was
a scorching hot day, I was soon as
cold as if I had been lying in an ice
box. The centipede would crawl up
my arm to where my shirt sleeve was
rolled up, then crawl all around the
arm. back to the wrist, and then up
again. He must have made the cir
cuit twenty times, and the strain on
my ntrves was telling on me fast. It
seemed to me that it had been hours
sinve 1 awoke, and I knew that I couid
not stand the strain much longer.
"Suddenly a new danger appeivred
before my starinp eyes. I heard a
rustling o leaves, and a moment later a
hupe brown bear, paunt and hunpry
looking, walked out of the bushes and
came straight toward me. My rifle
was lying on the pround within easy
reach of my right hand, but to move
that arm ever
so little would invite the
deadly stinp of the centipede on the
instant, and the bear was so close it
wa ioubtil if I could pet a shot at
him anyway.
"Then I pve myself up for pood,
aud half ciosirp my eyes I triedto
think of a prayer to say. The bear
walked straight up to me, and bepin
niup at my feet began to smell and
pusb me vrith his nose. The centipede
aw the bear Cuming, and crawld
m
iotaI 1U2,81L20 The"rianSifter"fioar,,nnn
trom a perusal it will be seen
I
around on the under Bide of my arm
and stepped. Every instant I expected
to feel the sharp sting of the insect,
and I was trying to nerve myself up
and let the bear finish me in short
order, rather than suffer the torture of
the slower death.
"Rat the bear looked me over,
pushed my arms and legs about and
licked my fac; still the centipede did
not move. The bear stood there for
several minutes, it seemed to me. but
at last appeared to make up his mind
that I was dead and he would leave
xue to the coyotes. Then he turned
and lumbered off in the same direction
from which he had come.
"Rut the deadly centipede was still
on my arm, and by this time I was so
weak as to be in danger of rolling
over in utter collapse. Then a sudden
warning of a new danger gave my
nerves another shock.
"i.iie oear naa pone less than mty
feet away when I heard the sharp
crack of a rifle on the other side of
me, heard the hiss of a bullet as it
flew over me and saw a bunch of fur
fly from the side of the bear. The ani
mal had been hit just back of the left
shoulder, but the bullet did not even
knock him down. 'With a prowl of
rape the bip shagpy monster turned
and came toward me with a rush.
"I was certain that the shot had
been fired by an Indian, and if there
was any faint hope of escape lingering1
in my breast before, it rapidly van
ished. The centipede had been startled
by the shot and was now running
down my bare arm. There I was, with
the deadly insect on my bare flesh, an
enraged and wounded bear coming at
me from one side, and an Indian on
the other side of me ready to shoot me
down the moment I raised vny head.
"I quickly made up my mind that if
; ray time had come I had rather be shot
j by the Indian or torn to pieces by the
bear than to be stung1 to death by the
centipede. With a bound I sprang to
my feet, and to my intense relief the
centipede dropped from my arm to the
ground without stinpinp me. Rut I
4 1.-'
I HAD DRAWN MV KNIFE.
forgot to grab my pun as I ros, and
when I pot on my feet the bear was so
close I did not have time to stoop and
pet it. In fact, it was only by a quick
leap to one side that I escaped the
clutch of the prizzly as he rose on his
hind feet and made a lunge at me with
paws outstretched and mouth wide
open.
"As I leaped aside and faced about I
catipht sight of the painted face of a
murderous-looking Crow Indian who
stood, rifle in hand, not less than thirty
yards away. The Indian was evident-
ly not tware of mv presence until I
jumped up from the pround, and had
his rifle raised for a shot at the bear.
He was so startled by my sudden ap
pearance that be lowered his rifle, and,
instead of takinp a shot at me, ran
away as fast as he could po.
"I pave a sigh of relief now that I
had only one enemy to fight instead of
three. Rut I was not yet out of dan
ger by any means. The pain of his
wound made the bear frantic. Growl
ing furiously, he turned and made an
other rush for me. He was now be
tween me and my rifle, and my only
weapon was a lonp liuntinp Kniie j
which I carried in my belt. Glancinp
back over my shoulder for a second, I
discovered another and serious danger.
I wa6 within twenty feet of the bank
of the ravine, which was direc-tly be
hind me. A stumble or slip of the foot
would carry me over the brink, which
meant a fall of one hundred feet, to
strike on a mass of rock below.
"As the bear rushed at me the sec
ond time I apain sprang to one side
and escaped him by only a few inches.
I had drawn my knife, but I knew
that if I had closed with him he could
tear me to pieces before I could reach
a vital spot with such a weapon.
"As I dodged about a plan of escape
suddenly occurred to me. It was a
desperate chance, but my situation
was desperate, and by this time it was
plain that the bullet from the pun of
the Indian had not reached a vital
spot, aud the bear was pood for hours
of hard fighting yet.
"As I dodged about to avoid the sav
ape rushes of the animal I kept pet
tinp nearer the brink of the ravine.
Finally I 6took on the very edge of it,
with the bear faeinp me, twenty feet
! away. Apain he rose on his hind feet
and came to me with a vicious prowL
I stood still until I could almost feel
his Lot breath in ray face. Then duck
ing to avoid his outstretched forelepa
I sprang quickly to one side.
"My pian of escape was a success.
The momentum of the bip brute was
such that he could not stop in time
and he plunped headlonp over tha
bank and went tumbling to the bot
tom of the ravine. I beard- him strikft
the rocks a hundred feet below with a
j thud, and then as I realized that 1 wa
I safe I dropped to the pr-ountl as l:mp
as a wet rap. 1 was as weak as a baby
from the effects of the strain on my
l nerve
es, and it was nearly an hour be-
I was stronp enough to piCk up
fore
my rifle and start back to camp.
"Vith two of my companions to aelp
me I went up the ravine the next da?
and secured the hide of the bear."
SW Louis Globe- Democrat-
that brand. ABk for it from yougrocer
' MM
SfoSb'fSK iX&AUi. VZK&i&m each
Vw337'3M'- WM'tiJ$ I on their an
y. d' l'Jm i;r:?3 scrapbooks
13 JM Mlfoff$ Utten.
LITERARY DERELICTS.
Scrapbook. Their Value and the Change
in Taste Which They Show.
Who so keepeth a scrapbook keepeth
a pood thing, and the manner in which
it is kept is an indication of the pres
ence or absence of certain qualities in
the 'keeper," as order, perseverence,
continuity of purpose and lixednes-s of
memory. A scrapbook is, moreover, an
index of literary taste and feeling, and
a scrapbook, or a series of scrapbooks
kept for a number of years, shows how
that taste may change, broaden and
rise with reading and the reception of
new ideas and impressions. Could we
have all the scrapbooks of one lifetime
extending from youth to age, we should
have a literary history of that life.
ing and valuable which mav be classi- j
fied as personal: keot bv some one in- I
dividual for personal use and behoof;
which record the workings of one brain i
and. in a way, the emotions of one
heart. These, preserved, become in !
time histories and autobiographies. J
Next in interest to these private scrap- '
books are those which are kept for a j
purpose; to collect and preserve facts :
in regard to som-3 event in history;
some historical character, as Wa-shing- ;
ton or Napoleon, or letter yet, some
contemporary personage. From thesti i
the biographer of the future may col- !
lect his choicest material; for be it
known that newspapers from which i
scrapbooks are generally made are no
longer the "abstract and brief chroni- j
cles'' of the time, but are extended and
even diffuse chronicles, telling" all
there is to tell. Anyone who has .
had occasion to write a post-mortem :
sketch of any modern statesman has '
found his faets stated at length, not in j
books, but in newspapers. And yet j
newspapers are evanescent and perii- .
able. Out of the one hundred thou- :
sand copies a newspaper issued on a
certain day, it is quite possible that
every copy may have disappeared in a j
few days, except the half dozen pre
served on files. It is well, then, that j
the scrapbook keeps the ream, the j
pern, the one poem, or sketch, or
speech, or story that made a certain j
copy of the newspaper sought after and ,
valuable for clipping purposes.
It is a fact that every reading person
must have noticed, that there is not in
the world a perfect book of quotations, j
Complete as the work on hand may le, !
it frequently does not contain the line,
the verse, the "eloquent extract" one ;
is looking for. Scrapbooks, old scrap- j
books, are the repositories of these ;
things; these poems by unknown au-
thors; by the poets who wrote but one j
and never pot credit for
se are very oiten resurrect- ;
ntique scrapbooks anu sent ;
onymous round through the ;
rs, to ie again secured in tiie i
and again for a time for-
The scrapbook, or rather the keeping
of it, is an aid to the memory. One
does not entirely forget that which he
takes time to cut out of a book or
newspaper and fasten to the receptive
pape, and perhaps (as he should) record
: in an index. He retains a portion of
; it, a scrap of the scrap, as it were, in
i his mind, so that in any event he
J knows where to find it. The practice
; of keeping scrapbooks, considered by
: mam- persons old-fashined, is not the
! less an excellent fashion; preservinp to
j us in our youth; keep for another time
I what one day made us smile or weep;
i a biography, a history, a journal writ
ten by a thousand other hands and yet
our own. Kansas Citv Star.
Lnnd Grief Expends Itself.
"The person whose prief is mani
fested in violent paroxyisms is fortu
nate," said Dr. R. J. Wilton. "I have
! never known a case where there were
i loud cries, wailing, and moaning that
j did not soon recover completely. One
j of the first patients I ever had was a
younp man who had met with an acci-
dent. He died within an hour, and the
' prief of his young widow was most dis
tressing to those present. It was with
the greatest diflioufey that we could
restrain her from throwing herself
upon his coffin in the prave, but in two
i months she was married apain and
seemed to be perfectly happy. Grief
that can not le thrown off hy out
ward manifestations is what tells.
Cincinnati Enquirer.
A Mytholojric Character.
The younp man had been tellinp the
pirl a lot of marvelous stories, which he
thoupht she was swallowing whole, un
til she bepan to quiz him and queer his
yams.
"Do you know," she asked after she
had leen making him feel silly for half
an hour, "what mythological character
I represent?"
"Diana," he responded, anxious to
please.
"N"," she desented: "Orpheus."
"How Orpheus?" he inquired. "lie
was a man."
"I know, but he played upon the
lyre.r Detroit Free Press.
There is but one woman lawyer in
India, and that is Miss Sorabji, a
Parsee, who, after winning academic
honors in India, went to England, and
was a successful student at Oxford,
where she was a protepee of the late
Prof. Jowett, the master of Ralliol.
She worked in a solicitor's office in Lin
coln Inn after quittinp Oxford, and
thus familiarized herself with a law
yer's practical work. Miss Sorabji
took up the study of law from the de
sire to help her countrywomen, whom
religion and custom alike forbid to re
ceive legal advice from men; but, after
all. she has not yet been able to prac
tice law . India. She still believes it
her mission in life, however, and, pend
ing the opportunity, she has a post at
Raroda as director of woman's educa
tion. Along the west coast of Africa
there are now about 225 churches, 40,000
converts, 100,000 adherents, :i00 schools,
40 (KH) nnnils. Thirtv-fiv lan'rnnncs ni
j dIalect.s iiave been mastered, andParts
! r.ii.lp and nth- u- hnw
printed in these lanpuapes, while it is
estinl5ited. that B,O0,000 of the natives
' have morw or less imOWiechje o the
J Gospel Qf Christ
'
atea senators bv "dirpct voter-Thar'
,ar peopl
r j recon
people, and in the present corapaign necessity to delay the paper's publica
recommend the nomination bv theltion' puuiica
SCHOOL AND CHURCH.
The first annual Christian En
deavor convention ever held in China
was held in Shanghai, recently.
Two thousand one hundred and
ninet--five Jews in the kingdom of
lrussia became Chris tians from 1STC
1S.S. The Scandinavians of this country
possess 42 institutions for secondary
and higher education, with o.UOO stu
dents. The value of the property is
81,250,000.
Thure are five povernment univer
sities in India, but these universities
are forbidden to teach any religious
doctrine, and have no care over the
morals of the students.
A few vears ago no man dare ride
through the streets of any Chilian city j
on Good Friday. Even the cars were
not alloweit to run. .o sounu oi nuuiau
labor was permitted to disturb the re
l'gious silence.
Rishop Taylor tells of a man con
verted late in life, who wanted tomake
up for lost time and double the re
nainder cf his life, so he resolved to
support a missionary to labor in the
field while he labored at home.
The missionaries of Swedish socie
ties are publishing, at Kibunzi, on the ;
Congo, a monthly paper in the Fiote
dialect whose title means "Messenger
of Peace." The paper costs twenty ,
cents per year, and is printed in five j
hundred copies.
The highest cathedral tower in the !
world that of Ulm Minster though :
finished some years ago, has been hid
den by scaffolding until recently.. The
last portion of the scaffolding has now
been removed, and the tower can at
last be seen in all its leauty.
The board of education of the Pres
byterian church has decided that it
must limit the probable numin-r of
students under its care in colleges and
seminaries during the coming season
to nine hundred, and can not promise
to give a larger sum than eighty dol
lars for the j'ear.
It is the fashion in France for the
povernment to parcel out the public
funds for the support of public wor
ship. From SS.OOO.OUO to 51 0,0;0.000 are
annually given the Catholics; the Prot
estants receive alout ."530.000. the Jews
about S40.000 and the Mohammedans
about S.10.000. Missionary Review.
The queen of Italy recently sent to
Rev. Father Tonello, of Galesburg,
111., a pair of heavy silver candlesticks,
and a copy of a picture by Giotto of tne
Virgin and Child, beautifully framed
in silver. Father Tonello is of a noble
Italian family, and was a childish play
mate of the queen. Not long ago he
wrote to her, asking some aid for his
mission, and her gift was sent in reply
to his appeal.
Mrs. Charles Henrotin. the wife of
a Chicago banker, and herself a leader
of society, recently addressed a social
istic meeting of over one thousand men
and women at Kimball hall, Chicago,
upon the wrontrs of women wape-ear-ers
and the advantages of the eight
hour law, recounting the results of her
iim li-jli'ui . . . ... . -
sweating-shops, and other places
where
the working-day was practically with
out a limit.
THE USE
OF
SOAPS.
by the Cheaper
How the Skin
Is Injured
Kinds.
Even in perfect health, the skin may
be said to be one of the most sensitive
of the bodily tissues, and when it is
naturally irritable and harsh it is lia
ble to le seriously affected by the sim
plest of external influences.
The skin is roughly divided into two
lavers; the deeper one, or the true skin.
beinp the vital portion, and for the
most part responsible for the health of
the whole structure: while the exter
nal layer is more of the nature of horn,
and serves as a protection for the tis
sues underneath.
The natural function of the true skin,
which is to excrete the perspiration,
tends, in normal conditions, to lubri
cate this hornv epidermis, as it is
called, and to keep it always soft and
somewhat moist.
The perspiration is, in the main, com
posed of watery and fatty sweat; and
in determininp the suitability of any
cleansinp medium, it is its relation to
these substances more than anything
else that we have to study.
Soap, as we all know, is made by the
action of alkalies, like potash and soda,
upon fats. There is generally, even in
the best of soap, a preater or less
amount of alkali above that required
to transform the fat into soap. It is
this free alkali that becomes prejudicial
to the skin, as it not only acts as an ir
ritant, but combines with and removes
the fatty sweat. Ry its continued ac
tion the skin is rendered harsh and dry.
We may puard apainst the danper
which may attend, in some cases at
least, the free use of soap in either of
two ways by innitinp ourselves to
articles made by reputable firms, or by
usinp a soap which has an excess of
fatty matter in its composition, like
that known as "castle."
Cheap soaps, while they may appear
all right to the sense of sipht and smell,
are penerally perfumed hisrhly to hide
the presence of free alkali, and their
is always to be discouraped. Youth's
Companion.
Ilreaktngr the Record.
Small Rrother (enthusiastically)
Oh, grandma, Harry broke the record
at the collepe contest.
Grandma Well, I declare, that boy
is always breaking something. What
will it cost to fix it, or will he have to
pet a new one? Detroit Free Press.
A Record.
you ptttinp along
"How are
with
vour new servant pirl'.'
a-sked the
waller.
"Our new servant gisl?" rcreated the
hostess with some indignation in her
voice: "why, she has been with us for
four days!" Washington Star.
The boy stood on the burning deck;
He wouldn't stir an inch.
T or he was writing up the fire
Tor the Daily Evening Cinch.
Harper's Bazar.
...v. '. .
L.
FOR YOUNG PEOPLE
PIGS AND SHEEP.
TTliite pfcr lias babr, ten.
For each little rig is a toei
Five on tMs loot, five on that.
All drawn up in a row:
tight white p.gs are dainty and small,
AMd Ute two bis toes arc Uie parents of all.
v.
III!,
V"hite sheep h-as raby. ten.
And each litt'.c linker's a sheep:
How the shepherd folds his lumbs
When baby's sound asleep;
Elnt white sheep uro dainty u:id small,
Ahd the twofrreut thumb. are ths parents of tlL
It W. Lowrij. ia Our Little Ones.
THE GRIZZLY'S PLUCK.
13e Can Do Flenty or Darajf AThen IV
i Is " Noiuluullr IeaU."
I Personally I have more respect for
his majesty, the prizzly bear, than for j
any other animal I ever trailed, the ;
I tiger not excepted, writes W. T. Ilorna- ;
! day in an article on the bears of North i
; America in St. Nicholas. It is quite .
true that many an able-bodied grizzly ',
Is caught napping" and killed "dead ;
easy," as the basebaU language says, ;
but so are big tigers also, for that mat- j
ter. In fact, I know of one larrre tiger j
; weighing within five poun Is of five
' hundred, who was promptly lalJ low
by two bullets from a mere pop-pun cf !
a rifle, and there was no f u.-is about it, j
either i
It is easy enough to kin a prizzly at
a good safe clistanco of a hundred yards j
or ho, which alio '.vs the hunter to fire j
from three to six shots by the time the
j teeth and claws pet dangerctisly near
Rut to attack a fully-prown and wide
aivako Ursus horribilis in brushy
' ground at twenty or thirty ycrds" dis
tance is no child's play. As an old
hunter once quaintly expressed It to
me: "A prizzly bar'Il pit up an' come
st ye with blood in his eye after hc"
nominally dead!" The point of it is,
this bear is so big, and so enveloped in
long, shagpy hair, his head is so wedge
! like, his strength and tenacity of life
' ko great, and his rage when wounded
' so furious that at that short range he
! :s hard to kill quickly, and kill so
! dead that he cannot pet a blow at the
! nunter.
i The strength in a prizzly's arm is
tremendous, and when the blow comes
accompanied with claws five or six
! inches long, like so mcny hooks of
, - , . ,
: steei on a sicujre-iiaLu.uti, i- i..ci.i;
6hreds what it fails to crusn. mere
are manv authentic instances on rec
ord of hunters and trappers who have
been killed by prizzly bears, and I be
lieve it could be proved that this ani
mal has kiU:d more men than all the
other wild animals in North America
combined, exceptinp the skunks and
their rabies.
In the days of the early pioneers, the
only rifles used were the muzzle-load-inr'.
hair-tripper squirrel-rides of small
caliber, and thev were no match for
bwriy grizzly, either in speed or
strenpth. As a result, bruin had tfie
tst bof it, and in time brought abo4
A FAMILY OF GRIZZLIES.
perfect reign of terror among th6
frontiersmen who trespassed upon his
domain. For my part, I certainly
would not want to attack a big prizzly
Bt short range with my father's -ld
Kentucky rifle of 32 caliber, unless I
had my will made, and all my earthly
affairs in shape to be left for a long pe
riod. Rut with the rise of the breech
loader the tables turned; and, like aU
other dangerous animals, the prizzlj7
toon found that the odds were against
him. To be sure, he kills his hunter
now and then, Sometimes by one awful
stroke of his paw, and sometimes by
biting his victim to death. Rut he has
almost ceased to attack men wilfully
and without cause, as he once did. Un
.less he is wounded or cornered, or
chinks he is cornered and about to be
attacked, he will generally run when
ever he discovers a man. Cut when he
is attacked, and especially if wounded,
te pets mad clean through. Then he
will fight anything, even a circular
saw, so it is said, and give it five turn
the start.
A Neighborly Neighborhood.
Roy Mother wants to know if you
won't lend her your carpet sweeper?
New Neighbor I haven't any.
"We saw one unloaded from the
wagon."
"That wasn't a carpet sweeper. It
was a lawn mower.
"Gee whizz! I don't know what IU
do now. If I tell her it was a lawn
mower she'll want to borrow that, and
then I'll havo to push it. I wish you'd
send out and buy a carpet sweeper,
and please don't use your lawn mower
until we move away." Good News.
- I bywhicbthi8 can'bTTrpnmi;0t,0
I vy 'wuicn in s can be accomplished
AND LAZARUS.
Story of
Generous Unc 'Who Protected
Friendless Old Cur.
A homeless dog strayed into a Sa
I'ranciseo engine house, and was mnie
welcome by the jolly firemen. Thocpk
they named him Rammer they treated,
him kindly, fed him, made him a bed
and pave him the freedom of the house
Rammer repaid their kindness by
devoting himself to his new frienda.
lie ran with the enpine to every fire,
marched with it proudly on parade,
kept other dogs out of its way and
gnarded the men if they needed hi
oare. He was seldom off duty unles
hunger prompted a visit to a neighbour
ing restaurant, where a friend cf hi
engine kindly fed him.
One day, after eating a hearty meal
there, he crammed his mouth witi.
meat and bones and trotted off. U
did the same the next day, and th
next. Then he was followed. Goiny
through several streets he entered
email, dark, dirty alley, and, at ih
farther end laid the food before a half
starved dop; then, wapging his tail in.
satisfaction, he kept guard while th
old creature ate.
Learning that Rummer was support
ing a friend the firemen went to se
what attractions there were about th
old dog. They found a miserable,
dirty skeleton with a broken lep.
Much of his liair wjs pone and his body
marked with sores and scars, telling of
recent and earlier battles. Thouph
they saw nothing desirable in the old.
fellow, Rummer's kindness and wistful
look conquered.
The old creature was taken to the
enpine house, his lep put in splints, an
audition made to Rummer's bed, and
the newcomer given a share in tha
other's rights. To the dop with sores
the firemen pave the name of Lazarus.
Kind treatment and pood food showed
their effect on Lazarus, but could sot
make him young again. He regained
6trenpth, recovered the use of his leg
and was able to walk about, but never
to run far with the enpine. His duty
seemed to be to puard the house whila
his younger friend attended to the e
pine in the streets.
The old fellow appeared to be Vi
butt of every cur m the ward. Th
meanest and most cowardly canine of
the street need only see Lazarus away
rom his business and there followed
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light, with the eld fellow invariably
the under dop. Too old and weak to
battle successfully, yet he seemed to
know nothing about victory. He was
a dog of peace when he had his way;
of defeat when the other had a chance.
After a few battles Lazarus was let
alone when Rummer was near, but
never if his champion was out of heai
ing. The strong dog need but hear tha
faint yelp for aid of his venerall
friend and there came like a black
flash through the streets something1
that sent the aggressor tumbling over
and over without knowing what had
struck him. If the scamp desired to
fight he must meet Rummer's strengtk
and prowess; usually the battle ended
with the champion's first charge.
Thouph kindness and care prolonged
the life of Lazarus, they could no
stop the later approach of death. It
came slowly but surely. The old dog
ceased to eat, nor would he try tha
nicest dainties. Rummer's watchinp
tnd the attention of the firemen, ap
preciated by the old fellow, made hi
end easy. ,
The men made a box, placed the body
of the dead dop in it, and, followed by
Rummer, carried it out to a vacant lot
and gave it decent burial.
A change came over Rummer after
his friend's death. He lost friskinex.
refused to follow the engine, decline,
food, would not take medicine, and
seemed to be grieving himself to death.
Though he received the attention of
the firemen kindly, he showed no In
terest in them nor anything they did.
Sitting at the door of the engine-room.,
or lying in his bed, he allowed time to
pass as though he had lost all interest
in life. Thus he gradually wasted
away, died from prief and starvation.'
A few weeks after the death of La
arus Rummer's dead body Lay in th
same bed.
The firemen made a neat box for a
cofiin, and carried their friend to s
pleasanter vacant lot than had been,
used for the other, and, while soma
dug a f rave for Rummer, others dng
up the jther dog, and in the new grav
they .id the friends side by side. Over
the 1 lound they raised a stone, oa
which they had vhe names of the faith
ful friends; and. unless the stone has
been removed recently, it yet marks La
that vacant lot the last resting place ot,
Rummer ar.d Lazarus. Chicago Inter
Ocean.
The KitTel Tower Dissected.
The total weight of the ironwork im
the Eiffel tower ia 7.7C7 tons, and th
foundation., of each of its four indepen
dent legs are sunk to a depth of fifty
feet. It is constructed of iron through
out (most people think it is of stoel).
the pieces oi the metal used in its con-j
struction being 112,000. The exact
height of th great iron skeleton is 98
feet (nsuaily given as even 1,000), and
it is to txj the property of the builder
for twenty years, beginning with 1889.
after which time the sole ownerahJjr
reverts to the city of Pari,
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