GRIG SET'S LAWSUIT.
A Prairie
Fire Settled the
Amicably.
Cass
W O N'T be
trampled on ty
Seth Stubble
field no longer!"
s p u t terea
Farmer Grigs
by, tn a tower
ing' rage. "I'll
hev the law on
him, that's
what 1 11 do!"
Mrs. Grigsby
was washing'
clothes in the
back yard.
where a bent and gnarled old apple
tree made a shady spot for her tub.
"What has Seth Stubblefield been
a-doin' note, Hiram?"' she asked, in a
querulous voice.
"What's he been a-doin'?" snarled
the farmer. "Ain't his cows been
tromplin' my cornfield ag'in, an' ruin
ated more'n a acre of corn? Pretty
nigh ready fur the second plowin', it
was, tool But I'll put a stop to it afore
long. Human natur' can't stand everything-,
an' if he don't fix up his end of
the division fence, or keep his cattle
:ut o my field, I'll sue him! I'll sue
him fur damages as sure as eggs is
eggs'-''
'It's no more'n you'd ought to 'a'
done long ago," assented Mrs. Grigsby,
clapping a handful of softsoap on a
homespun sheet and ruDbing it vigor
ously on the wooden washboard.
"You've been too easy with him,
Hiram."
"I shan't be easy with him no
longer.' assented Hiram, aggressive
ly. "I shall go and see Squire Barnacle
this very day."
And, striding to the stable, he sad
dled the sorrel cob and proceeded to
put his threat into execution while his
anger was still at fever heat
It was not so very long since the
Grigsbys and Stubbiefields had been
"I'LL HAVE THE LAW OX
HIM
the best of friends and
neighbors.
Scarcely a week elapsed without a
visit between the two families.
Hiram Grigsby and Seth Stubblefield
exchanged work at corn-planting and
harvest time, and their wives consulted
each other on such momentous ques
tions as soft-soap, or apple-butter making-,
and the relative merits of Ply
month Kock and Black Spanish fowls
as layers and setters.
Tom Grigsby aud Ben Stubblefield,
well-known lads of sixteen and seven
teen years of age, had been chums
ever since they were "little taokies."
They attended "deestrick school"
together in winter, and went gunning
or fishing, and helped each other pile
shocks in the harvest field in summer.
The daughters of the two families
were also on the best of terms. They
exchanged patchwork scraps and
basque patterns, confided important
secrets to one another, and were, in
fact, kindred spirits in every respect.
This friendly intercourse continued
until the feud broke out. and all neigh
borly feeling1 was at an end.
How the trouble began, or which
party was most to blame, it would be
hard to' say. Doubtless there was
some fault on both sides.
At all events the hatchet was dug
up, and hostilities were carried on, un
til, from sympathizing friends, the two
families became relentless enemies.
Farmer Grigsby fenced up the little
pool which ran from his spring, and
from which his neighbor's stock had
been wont to quench their thirst lor
years gone by.
Farmer Stubblefield at onco retali
ated by blocking the private road
through his woods pasture, thereby
forcing the Grigsbys to drive two miles
further around in hauling cord-wool,
or taking their garden truck to market.
The well-trodden foot-path across
lots was neglected and grass-gTown,
and when the rival factions met at
church meetings, or basket-picnics and
other rural gatherings, they turned
their heads aside, or glared at one an
other with uncompromising hostility.
So the feud kept growing, until at
last it culminated in a lawsuit.
"He'll sue me, will he?" blustered
Farmer Stubblefield, red with anger.
"Let him go ahead, say. He'll find
out two kin play at that game. I
don't care if my cattle did tromp down
his growin' corn. What'd he turn his
pigs inter my medder fur?"
-I'd make him smoke fur it yet. If I
was you. Seth," put in Mrs. Stubble
field! "He 'lows he kin scare you by
goin' to law."
"That's what I know," replied Seth,
grumpily. "1 t he'll haul in his horns
afore I'm through with him. TU show
bim whose ole hog- eat up the grind
stone:" ... V
It was early in the springtime when
the suit was brought, but owing- to the
law's delays it was still unset tled when
harvest-time came on.
Farmer Grigsby's crops had turned
out well that year.
His hay ws put np in long- ricks In
the barnvard, where his wheat was
also stacked, awaiting the. coming
"thrasher."
On a certain Saturday. Mrs. Grig-sby
and her daughters were busy with the
pUV. hnkintr. Half a dozen pies, a
g-allon jar of seed cookies and a good
ly supply Iwbt roll and crusty
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From a perusal it will be seea that
brown leaves had already been drawn
from the oven and set on the wide
pantry shelf to cool.
A home-cured ham was gently sim
mering over the stove, and the twelve
o'clock dinner was under way.
Farmer Grigsby sat moodily await
ing the coming meal, when Tom
Grigsby dashed into the house.
"Forest fires'." he shouted. "The :
fence has caught, an' it's almost up to j
the stacks:"
Ic a moment all was confusion. The
farmer seized a spade and rushed to
the rescue of his crops.
His wife and daughters eagerly fol
lowed, each armed with a stout cudgel.
to assist in battling with the devour
ing element.
For weeks there had been a drought
leaving the grass and unde.-brush as
dry as tinder. The flames swept rap
idly forward. Rail fences and fallen
brushwood crackled in the fierce heat.
Bravely the anxious family fought
for their possessions, only to be
baffled and driven back by the relent
less flames.
Overcome at last by exhaustion and
despair. Farmer Grigsby dropped hia
weapon and groaned aloud.
"The crops must go!" he sighed,
hopelessly. "I am a ruined man. If
we can save the ole homestead, it's
more'n I expect."
But, even as he spoke, an encouraging-
shout was heard from the deserted
footpath, which led "across lots."
"Keep a stout heart, neighbor. We'll
see you through:
Every eye turned in the direction of
the cherry sound, to behold the stal
wart figure of Seth Stubblefield hurry
ing forward, a stout spade on hia
shoulder.
At his heels came his son Ben, carry
ing a long-handled shovel, and follow
ing closely after him were Mrs. Stub
blefield and Susan, the one bandishing
a rake and the other a hoe.
New strength was infused into the
Grigsby family by this timely rein
forcement, and all hands fell to work
to baffle the advancing enemy.
The men, with their spades, beat out
every iresn blaze made oy tne spreau
ing flames. The boys tore down en
dangered fences, and carried the rail
out of harm's way.
The rake and hoe, in the hands of the
women, were used to good advantage in
drawing dead leaves and other debris
awav from the line of the encroach
ing tire, and the girls brought water
around in tin pails and handed drip
ping gourdfuls of the refreshing ele
ment to the thirsty and perspirinif
workers.
Their heroic efforts were crowned
with victory at last. The persistent foe
was conquered, with no more serious
loss than the destruction of a few rods
of rail fence.
"An" we'll turn in an' give ye a rail
splittin' to make tfcm good," volun
teered Farmer Stubblefield.
An' now your wheatstacks and hay
ricks is safe, neighbor, I reckon we
may's well be gittin' along," he added,
mopping his face. ."If you'd only 'a
blowed the horn to let us know you
was in trouble we'd 'a got here sooner.
But, anyhow, the danger's all over
now."
j
friend," an- (
in a stifled :
"Yes, thank you. ole
Bwered Hiram Grigsby,
voice. "I hadn't the right to expect
no help from you, after bein so mean
as to sus you "
"Pooh: pooh: I'd 'a been meaner'n
pusley if I'd 6tood by an' saw your
crops burnt up. An' you done right to
sue me. I'd ought to keep my part o
the fence up." confessed Farmer Stub
blefield, eagerly. "But I'll pay all the
damages my cattle has done in your
cornfield. An' I'll"
"Yon won't yon shan't:" interrupt
ed Hiram. "They hain't done no dam
age, an I won t nev a cent
Here the worthy farmer broke
down. His feelings choked further
utterance, and grasping the hand of
his late enemy, he gave.it a hearty
shake, which was quite as heartily re
turned. "I'll sell every hoof o' stock on my
farm bnt what I'll keep 'em from
THE HAND
ENEMY.
or IIL3 LATB
tromplin' on yonr corn! declared Seth,
recklessly.
"Blamed if I care what they tromple
on. so you an' me air friends ag'in, like
we used to be!" responded Hiram.
Here Mrs. Grigsby spoke up:
"You ain't a one o' 3-ou goin" home
without your dinners:" she asserted,
determinedly. "So come right alonp
to the house an' sit awhile.
And her command was obeyed with
out a word of dissent.
Mrs. Stubblefield insisted on lending
her aid in the kitchen, where she was
soon enjoying a gossip with her old
neighbor, while the girls fell to setting
the table, with much clattering ol
dishes and chattering of tongues.
The heads of the reunited families
sat on the vine-shaded porch, con
tentedly discussing the price of wheat
and hay, and the two boys, overjoyed
at the new turn of affairs, celebrated
the happy occasion by swapping jack
knives. The pies and seed-cookies and boiled
ham, intended for the Sunday dinner,
were not spared in the forthcoming
meaL and if the table did not groan
under its burden of good cheer it was
only because groans would have been
out of place on such a festive occasion.
And thus ended Farmer Grigsby's law
suit. Helen V. Clark, in Golden Day
The'Tlan Sif ter"floor aibe popular
brand. Ask for it from you jgrocer.
TWO GIRLS AND A MAN.
The Young Women Found Life Lpm Keriooa
TliaJJ He IJid.
lie was carefully dressed. There
was not the slightest blemish on his
silk hat. His trousers were carefully
creased, his coat was long, and he held
his stick in the approved fashion. With
him were two charming-looking wom
en. Their complexions were fresh,
their teeth white and small, and their
gray eyes bright with an honest, mirth
ful sparkle. They boarded a Broad
way cable car, the girls climbing up
with unconventional alacrity, the man
swinging himself to the platform with
an assumption of easy dignity. The
girls plumped themselves down on a
seat and then crowded closely togeth
er, for the car was about full, to make
room for him.
"Sit here, George. There is plenty
of room," said one. patting about two
inches of space with a little hand that
in a mouse-colored glove looked very
p--.tty.
"Oh, no," said George, graciously.
"You will be more comfortable if I
j stand up." So tiie girls smiled nnd
! laughed and chatted, while he stood
j straight up with a lofty, "know-it-all"
! air Those girls were delightful to the
I rest of the passengers. There was
i something about them that showed that
: they were not New York girls, though
: they were dressed in the proper New
i York fashion. They were wholesome-
looking girls, who smiled when they
, were pleased and laughed when they
i were amused. They were full of youth
ful spirits and their innocent frankness
i was reflected in their pretty faces.
! When they laughed they made no at
i tempt to conceal the clear ring of their
: voices. There was not the slightest
affectation in their manner; not the
; faintest trace of a "pose."
Every movement and posture of the
i young man was studied to give him a
' cold, calm, superior appearance. If he
were not to the New York manner
born, he was at least carefully trained
' to it.
It was warm in the car. and he step
; ped forward to catch the cooling breeze
1 on the front platform. The door was
open and he took up a dignified position
there.
! "No standing on the platform," said
' the gripman. curtly.
"Oh, is that the rule?" said the other,
stepping back.
i In two pairs of gray eyes there was a
: gleam of fun that "George" should
have been caught tresspassing a New
York rule. One pair of pretty lips
; curved suspiciously, giving warning of
' a little laugh. Another pair, pressed
I tightly together, held in check what
would have been a musical peal. Swift
; glances were exchanged.
! Just then the car gave a quick twist,
! and "George" went forward with a
lurch. To save himself, he caught
; the handle of one of the doors. The
: weight of his IkhIv drew it to
' ward him. Broadway cars, as those
who ride on them know, have
j double doors. When one opens its
j half brother does the same. When one
; closes the other comes half way to
meet it. Poor George worked his own
destruction. His body kept the doors
from closing entirely, but they crashed
his splendid hat and thev skinned his
well-shaped nose, sending his stick to
the floor with a most unconventional
clatter.
There was an alarm in the faces of
the young women then, but when he
gathered up his hat and stick, and with
a bored, uninterested look on his face,
resumed as easy a position as circum
stances would permit, the countenances
' of the girls changed.
j "A man-trap," he said, with calm
I scorn, and at that it came two bursts
i of ringing laughter. They tried to stop,
I but they could not. He did look like a
I fool, standing there with a haughty
; look on his face, but a battered hat on
' his head, a passionless, steely eye,
but a skinned nose. Peal after peal
! came, not loud and vulgar, but musical
' and mirth-stirring. There was no
j stopping that merriment. They
i laughed and they smiled, and it must
I be confessed, they giggled. Every time
I their eyes met they either began with
j a giggle and ended with a laugh, or,
1 starting with a laugh, ran it into a
; giggle. And all the while he stood in
j his end of the car like a statue which
some irreverent man had decorated
j with a smashed silk hat.
I The passengers, two, were joining in
! the chorus. That merriment was irre
i sistibly infectious, and however much
; one could admire the unflinching cour
! age the young man, sympathy was with
those girls, who did not take life so se
riously as the man.
Finally they got np. Before they
reached the rear platform the young
man began to administer a severe re
proof in a low tone.
"Isn't it enough." he said, "to have a
gripman show his insolence, and to
have a lot of stupid passengers snicker
at a man's unavoidable mishaps, with
out having his own sifters humiliate
him?"
"But. George," said one in a whisper
"you did look so funny."
They were filing off the platform into
the street now.
"It may be funny," said the young
man, with lofty scorn, '"but I call it
very unbecoming. My own sisters "
but the rest was lost in the me--ry peals,
which again burst frort the gi-ls. N.
Y. Tribune.
Waitlnsr to Get Even.
Mr. Citiman Well. Uncla Jehiel, we
have enjoyed our visit to ju exceed
ingly. I'm sure the children uever had
a better time in their lives. I want
you to call on ns next winter to let me
repay your kindness.
Uncle Jehiel Wal, I don't know as
me or the old woman kin git up to see
you, but if we don't, I'll sond five or six
of the mule colts. I 'low they would
about do the same damage "round the
place that your boys has done here.
Indianapolis Journal.
A Good Mnaeer.
Husband How did you get rid ol
that big, ugly servant girl?
Wife I hired a bigger and uglier one
to drive her out and take liar place.
N. Y. Weekly.
Utafes senators bydirect voTe-nT the
people, and in the present compp.ign
recommend the nomination by the
1
tion.
. .
PERSONAL AND LITERARY.
Enforced abstinence from bocks
and periodicals after the operation on
hi. eye was most irksome to Mr. Glad
stone. He made the best of his idle
ness by having one of his secretaries
read the second book of the -Eneid to
him in the original, but frequently he
would take the Latin words out of the
reader's mouth and recite them iroza
memory.
Probably the dean of American
statesmen is ex-Senator James W. Brad
bury, of Maine. He has celebrated his
ninety -second birthday, and is just two
years older than the venerable George
W. Jones, of Iowa. Mr. Bradbury's
classmates in college were Longfellow
and Hawthorne, and he sat in the sen
ate with Webster, Clay, Calhoun, Ben
ton and Sam Houston.
Mrs. Mary Crosland states, m her
"Literary Landmarks," that Lady
Blessington and other of the poet By
ron's intimates pronounced his name
"Birron." The conclusion diawn is
that its owner must have pronounced it
that way himself. According to Leigh
Hunt, Byron called himself both "By
ron" and "Birron." The Guiccioii called
him "Bairon," and Mary Jane Clair
mont's daughter figures in the codicil
which concerns her as "Allegra Biron."
The president of the Canadian Pa
cific railway, Sir William Carnelius
Van Horne. began life as a telegraph
operator on the Illinois Central rail
road at Chicago. He then became in
turn ticket agent, train-dispatcher,
telegraph superintendent, division
superintendent, general superinten
dent, and finally general manager of
various systems, liefore he took hold of
the problem of the Canadian Pacific
By his indomitable energy the railway
was completed five years ahead of con
tract time.
Miss Alice King, the blind novelist,
who died recently in England, must
have been a woman of extraordinary
perseverance. She was born with de
fective vision, and became totally
blind at the age seven. Nevertheless,
her ducation went on under her moth
er's guidance, and she acquired by ear
seven languages. She learned to use a
type writer, with which she wrote her
manuscripts, which were afterward
read by her sister. Most of the pro
ceeds of her literary work were de
voted to benevolences.
Mrs. Abram S. Hewitt, who is a
daughter of the late Peter Cooper, the
philanthropist, is very much interesled
in all works on formal gardening, giv
ing descriptions of old places and how
they re arranged and planted. She is
very much interested in laces. All
sorts of curious and intricate stitches
and drawn work she studies. She has
a large collection of decorative laces,
and is quite an authority on stuffs of
all sorts, having made a great study of
different kinds of weaving and em
broideries. She has a large collection
of ancient and modern stuffs, also 0
books relating to their study.
HUMOROUS.
With Glittering Success. Popper
(testily) "For Heaven's sake! What's
that baby howling for so?"' Mrs. Popper
'I just spanked him to make him stop
crying." Puck.
He Knew. Caller "Can I see
Miss Snuggle?" Servant "She's en
gaged, sir." Caller "Of course 6he is,
and I'm the man she's engaged to."
Servant "Oh." Detroit Free Press.
Dobbs "Sir Isaac Newton um
yes he was one of the founders of
Punch, was he not?" Fobbs "Good
Lord, no! What do you mean?" Dobbs
"Why, he was the discoverer of tne
law of gravity." Harlem Life.
"Did Flo give you anything for
your birthday?" "Yes; sm absurd
daub she called a picture. What would
you say it was?" (Looking at picture:)
"I can't think what name I did give it
when I painted it." Inter-Ocean.
To Please Judge Lynch. Miss Bor
der "My fa'.her was very light on his
feet, even to the day of his death."
Miss Slydig "So I understand. I
heard that on the day he died he actu
ally danced on nothing." N. Y. Her
ald. At the Popular Summer Kesort.
She "Ah. fattiers gray mare is a
splendid horse; and then the black one
just as furious" He "Does he
drive a victoria or a dog-cart?" She
"Oh, no; only wagons. Paw is an ex
pressman." Judge.
A Matter of Opinion. Man d
"Please, ma'am, I'd like to give you a
week's notice." Mistress "Why. Mary,
this Is a surprise! Do yon hops to bet
ter yourself?" Maid (blushing) "Well,
not exactly that, ma'am. I'm going to
get married." Truth.
As to Advertising. Merchant
"Do you think advertising pays?"
Book Agent "No. I don't. Merchant
"Whv not?" IJook Agent "Why
not? Ilecause it takes all the peoole t
to your store to buy goods, and I can t
find anybody at home to sell a book to;
tliat's why not." Chicago News.
The Usual Way. Wiggs "Here
comes Kjackson. Let's cross over. 1
don't care to met him if I can help it.
We had trouble together in business
relations once." Bigg "Ah. I see.
And he got the best of yc.u. V suppose?'
Wiggs "Well, no, he diit. in fact,
( rather think I got the Lest of him."
Somerviile Journal.
Grace 'T don't know what I an?
going to do!" Ethel "Whv. what ir
themutter?" Grace "Why, Mr. Fearer,
of Paris, was talking very earnestly tc
me in French last night, and I didn't
quite understand him, as he spoke sc
impetuously; I replied 'Onl, oni" sever
al times. It has just occurred to m
that perhaps he was proposing!" Tit'
Bits.
"My darling," wrote the absent
husband, "I am very lonesome, very
nahappy, without you here. There is
enough to amuse one in thU place, but
I can not take any pleasure in anything
while my darling is absent from me.
In fact, iny life is miserable without
you." 4 Dear feUow," she murmured,
as a ravishing smile stole over her face,
and she tenderly k ivied the epist'e
"what delightful letters ha writes.
X. Y. Press.
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FOR YOUNG PEOPLE.
THE PUNCTUATION POINTS.
Klx little icarlia from school are w;
Vary important, all agree.
fFUied to the briaa with mystery,
fclx lit Lie marks from school.
Duo little mark la round and small.
But where It stands the voice must fail,
at tie close of a sentence all
Place this little mark from school:
One little mark. with, gown a-trailinf.
Holds up the voice, and, never falling,
TeUs you not long to pauso when hailing
This little mark from school:
I
If out of breath you chance to meet.
Two little dots, both round and neat.
Fause, and these tiny guardsmen greet
These little marks from school:
Waen shorter pauses are your pleasure.
One trails his sword takes half the measura,
Then speeds you on to sock new treasure;
This little mark from school:
I
One little mark, ear-shaped, impllea,
"Keep up the voiceawait replies;"
To gather Information tries;
This little mark from school: p
One little marS, with an exclamation,
Presents itself to your observation,
And leaves the voice at an elevation.
This little mark from school: J
Six little marks: Be sure to heed us;
Carefully study, write and read us;
For you can never cease to need us.
Six little marks from school :
Julia M. Colton. In St. Nicholas.
STRANut COMRADES.
How a Cat and a Chicken Struck Up
Close Companionship.
Chickens and cats, collectively, are
not considered the most congenial com
panions. A strange exception to the
enmity that usually exists between the
feline and the feathery tribes is to be
found in Mount Vernon. 111., ix the
hotisehold of a photographer, vh;re
the family cat, with an instinct of
-E5
material solicitude rarely exhibited in
animals for the young of other species,
took into her fold of newly-born
kittens a little orphan chicken, cher
ishing it as one of her own offspring.
The little waif was accidentally cast
upon the world, the egg which con
tained it being hatched in an unac
countable way, without the warmth
always given by the mother hen. The
little kittens and their adopted sister
thrived in peace and harmony together.
Of course, the little stranger did not
eat at the same table with the rest of
the family, but found its nourishment
from little insects, worms and crumbs.
lint they basked in the sunshine under
the same material guidance, and
warmed on cold nights at the same
motherly breast. The 6trangest part
of all is that when the kittens arrived
at maturity the old cat parted with
them without a murmur, while nothing,
it seems, can sever the ties that bind
her to the chicken, now grown to
lately henhood.
MOTHER KANGAROO.
Thla Telia Ton How she Lves and Briar
Cp Her Children.
This mother is as fond of jumping as
the grasshopper is, and nature has
given her the power to take long leaps
and to get over the ground faster that
way than most aniraals do in running.
She takes sometin.es thirty feet at a
jump, which is pretty rapid locomotion,
you 6ee.
The kangaroo, for I suppose yon
know what animal is referred to, can
walk, but it is an awkward walk at
best. Apparently it would be better to
hop when hopping is so much easier,
and no doubt the kangaroo thinks so.
The tail of the kangaroo is almost as
good as a fifth leg to her. She rests
upon it in walking or jumping and
uses it as a weapon to strike animals
that attack her.
The kangaroo is said to be a sociable
animal. It lives in the woods, in herds.
Hut the strangest thing about the
mother kangaroo is the way 6he ar
ranges her nursery. She does not con
struct a house in a cave or a hollow
tree or in tho ground. Nature has
! provided her with a soft, furry bag ou
the under side of her body. So she car
ries her babies around with her every
where she goes. In this bag the babies
stay until, at eight or nine months old,
they have grown strong enough to hop
out a little and eat some nice, fresh
grass while the mother is getting hex
own dinner.
Bnt even when it gets to be a pretty
big child the baby kangaroo likes to
creep back again sometimes to its cozy,
warm summer nursery and take a nap.
And while the babies are hopping
about the mother is very watchful. At
the slightest suspicion of danger she
picks up her children, pops them into
the bag and off she hops with them to
a safer plaoo.
In Australia the giant kangaroos are
hunted tor food. They are very good
to eat, and they often have occasion to
hop as fast as they can to get out of
the way of hunters who are determined
to have a good dinner of kangaroo
meat. Sonietimes they are caught in
nets. Indeed, there are all sorts ol
ways of catching them.
Fcarls and Joya.
kittle boys are little Joys,
When the) are loving and true;
ZJttle Girls are little pearls.
When they are sweet like yon!
. Youth' Com pa aloe.
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vYUicu luis can u arrnmn iq iri o u.i
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the fair to be taken to some other! bod
- s'aawv.s io iih 1
MINGO'S FIFTH HAND.
Ttt Remarkable ThlnR. a Monkey Coal
Do with Bis Tall.
I was standing one day by the hons
of a large Newfoundland dog, whose
attention was evidently much taken
by a number of lusty puppies, write av
Charles Frederick Holder, when evi
dently I noticed a slendery snake-lik
object gradually lip out of a neighbor
ing dog house, and insert its tip into
the door of the first dog Louse.
The shaggy mother within blinked
quite peacefully, and one of the pup-
Eies galloped toward the intruder,
ividently this was what was wanted,
for immediately the object coiled,
around the leg of the puppy in a gentle,
friendly manner and began to pull him
toward the door.
The little dog protested after the
manner of his kind, but the visitor wa
persistent, and 6lowly the puppy wm
dragged out of his own house, across
the foot of space between, and after
some little scuffling disappeared into
the other house.
A moment later along came a kitten,
and stopped before the doorway of the
second doghouse, and out came the
long, insinuating object again, and be
fore the kitten could object, even had
she been so disposed, one of her hind
legs was encircled, and she, like the
puppy, moved toward the doorway,
dragged along tail first.
She uttered a single plaintive meow,
which, understanding something of the
cat language, I considered more a
sound of passive acquiescence than
anything else.
My eyes soon again revei ting to the
opening encountered a pair of great
brown ones, pathetic and mournful to
degree, peering from beneath pray eye
brows. For a moment the eyes looked at me,
then seeing that I was friendly, the
head to which they belonged came out,
and there rose before me the owner ot
the mysterious serpentine oVject
monster so taU and slender, so com
pletely given over to arms and til that
I oould only compare It to a gigantie
spider coming out of its den.
It stood np. reaching one long, atten
uated arm almost to my shoulder, and
then I perceived that It held under the
other the puppy, whose blue eye
blinked at me in amazement.
Another step and out came the kit'
ten, the monkey s marvelous tail,
which was like a fifth hand, still
clasped firmly about her leg.
Upon leaving his house Mingo as
sumed a perfectly upright position,
holding one hand over his head, and,
then occasionally dropping to all four,
ho crossed the little grass plot and
easily swung himself into a tree.
His long tail stretched out to its full
length, and by it he actually lifted the
kitten until, when four or more feet
from the ground she scrambled at the
limb and aided herself np.
Mingo finally settled himself on
bough with the puppy, which he held
closely in his arms.
THE MOMLKT, THE PCPFY AST THE ETTTKB
Mingo, the Spider monkey, belonged
to a tribe known as Coaita, and came
from the valley of the Amazon.
Mingo's fifth hand or tail was so def I
and cunning in all its movements that",
one wondered whether somewhere
there was not an eye or two concealed
in the coarse hairs to enable it to find
its way about.
When Mingo walked a limb the fif th;
hand was invariably caught on a ;
higher limb so that, when he lost hie
hold, as he sometimes did, with hisv
hands and feet, be swung in safety by
the tail.
The tail was frequently employed ta
inspect crevices in its owner's honsev
and it could pick up very small object
with the greatest ease.
When approached, Mingo would
often extend his tail and grasp one's
finger with it in a most confiding man
ner. A Serioua Caee, Indeed.
Few things vex a physician morr
than to be sent for in great haste at an
unseasonable hour, only to find npon
arrival that little or nothing is the
matter with the patient. An eminent
English surgeon was called to an
"nrgenicase" of this sort, and found
that the patient, who was a man ot
great wealth bnt small courage, had
received a very slight wound from a
faU. The surgeon's face did not be
tray his irritation, but he gave hie
servant orders to go homo with aU poa
ible haste and return with a certain
plaster. The patient, turning very
pale, said, anxiously:
"I trust, sir, Acre is no great and
immediate danger?"
"Indeed there is," answered the bto
geon. "Why, if that fellow doesnt
ran like a racehorse, there's no telling:
bnt yonr wound wUl heal before he
gets back with the plaster 1"
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