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, . J J - ; CHAPTER X. The Cougar Crouches. TO au Indian mother, lying in a squalid tepee iu the forest, once Were given three sous at a birth. One of the three died in infancy; two lived to become the most famous leaders the teirible inhabitants of the forest wil de.-ness ever knew. As one of the two grew to manhood and forced his way to ihe head of his trilie by bis daring, his cunning, his matchless eloquence amt power, the red man, with his love of imagery in names, chose the cou gar the panther, the great cat of the forest, as the tittiug type of the chief whose tightest word was law. The cougar! It was from this demo niac beast that the Shawnee chief received his name—Tecumseh, “th# cougar about to spring.” A Yankee surveyor predicted one day «n eclipse of the stfti. Teeum sclfs brother, on account of his fre quent drunken babblings, had been dubbed "The Open Door;” but a glim mer of shrewdness lighted up his ruin sodden brain at the words of the white man; he returned to his tribe, and say ing to all who would listen that he had tieen given a message from the Croat Mauitou himself, prophesied that on a certain day the sky would be darkened—a sign that he, “The Oi<en Door,” was divine and was henceforth to lead his people. They laughed; but the darkness came as he had foretold, and from that day he was looked up to by every warrior iu the forest as the greatest of conjurers. He was no longer called “The Open Door." but Elkskatawa. “The Loud Voice:” and his voice iu council was tin* voice of authority. But years had now passed; and he prayed in secret for another sign to bolster up his wavering strength. . . . » nmif lUt'U tUIUf lillUItT UIIU farther into the wilderness, reared tlieir cabins in greater and greater' numbers in the red. man’s forest, bar tered and bought larger and larger territories from the stupid savage, who reached out eagerly for a handful of toys, a jug of the white man’s fiery drink, and gave in return the countless acres of his hunting ground. But now fur years his dumb resentment grew more and more bitter. To Tecumseh and his brother, Elkskatawa, the Prophet, the red men looked impatient ly for a leadership which should re strain the encroaching settler, or which might even regain for them tlieir lost lands. The young warriors could not wait for council; here and there they struck down a settler, took a woman captive, dashed out the brains of a child, and , hurried hack into the forest. To Har rison in Vincennes came Tecumseh for council and promised redress; then slipped away to the South, down the great river, to the tribes along the Culf. to implore them to stand with (heir brothers of the North against the white man’s advance. The Prophet meanwhile remained at his village, 120 miles north of Vincennes, and spent the time in incantations and ominous mlitterings; and the little town of Vincennes luy in anxious uncertainty on the banks of the Wabash river, down which came the news of the Prophet’s restless plotting. 1 The little village presented a scene of the most unusual activity. Here and there in vacant fields the various companies of the territorial militia were drilling—four companies of mounted men and eight of infantry— a force of some six hundred men, which Harrison had caused to be as sembled hastily. women ana cnuaren stood watching the evolutions of the volunteers. The •French inhabitants chattered away in tremendous excitement. As far as military drill and accouterment were concerned, the men were ridiculously awkward and untrained. They could not keep step to save their sonls, and only one of the twelve companies made any pretense at a uniform; this one was the company commanded by Spier Spencer of Corydon. These wdre yel low hunting shirts trimmed with red feathers; they were .promptly dubbed “flic Yellow Jackets,” and were marked i men. But the rest wore whatever • clothes they were possessed of in their daily life—tow jeans or linsey-woolsey, or the hunter's dress of tanned deer skin; and each man carried the ride of his choice, firearms of every make and of any length of barrel. " One morning was enlivened by a shooting match. Someone got a white wood plank, and pacing off GO yards, propped it up firmly. A circle ten incites in diameter was smeared on the hoard with wet powder, and in the center of this black spot a bit of white paper, the size of a dollar, was pinned. One after another of the awk ward militiamen stepped to the line and Grad, seemingly without pausing to aim. Not a man failed to send his Imiiet into the white. Then the tar get was moved to 80 yards’ distance, then a hundred; and the deadly accu racy continued, ns the better marks men took their turns. And then they tossed pieces of wood into the air. These, too, came down pierced by the miraculous bullets. The afternoons passed in the same state of suppressed excitement. The men lolled around the slmdy side of tin* taverns and chewed their tobacco silently. The long, hot hours dragged by. At sunset they heard the bugle at Fort Knox, the stockade inclosure three miles up the river, sound faintly the end of the day. Night came on and a group of men gradually gathered on the benches und the grass in front of the Jefferson lmuse, as the tavern of Parraenas Beckes. bearing on its signboard a staring portrait of the statesman, war? grandly colled. They talked In loVv tones, and David, on the edge of th<- crowd, could not distinguish their words. He knew, however,.that most of the leaders of the town were there: Wash Johnson, the old postmaster, **# I ’, Do you mind the time you had a quarrel with your best girl and vowed never again to go near her? That was the plight in which David ] . Larrence found himself after 'Toinette O’Bannon had been given evi- , [ ' dence that he was a spy, had asked him to explain and had been re- ] > buffed for her apparent doubts by the proud young man. Gloomy as a . | ghost, he left the Corydon settlement and went to Vincennes to live. ] > And soon there comes into his life an event which makes the pretty lov- < j ’ ers’ quarrel seem just less than nothing. It marks the turning point ] ■ in his existence. The hand of Destiny is seen moving relentlessly in < \ ‘ this installment. \ David, you’ll remember, had come all the way from England to the < ’ frontier settlement of Indiana territory to kill an enemy. He makes friends with the Americans and falls in love with dainty 'Toinette. • ! Among his acquaintances are Job Cranmer, who turns out to be a Brit- ] ish spy, and Doctor Elliott, secretly in league with Cranmer. Ike * Blackford is a true friend. ]1 with his deep voice booming out at intervals: Henry Hurst and Henry Van der Burgh, the judges; Benjamin Parke, more recently appointed to the bench; old John Small, who had been sheriff twenty years before and scalped with his own hand marauding Indians whom his posse had pursued and captured; Peter Jones, who had seen the error of his ways ns a tav ern keeper and had reformed and be come the territorial auditor and tin custodian of Jhe infant public library; the hot-headeii Virginian, Thomas Ran dolph./scarred with the knife wounds received in his row with “Sawney” McIntosh, tin- defamer of Harrison; the two sawbones, “Doc” Elias 11c N'amee and “Doc” Jake Kuykendall; ind a dozen uinr-*. Francois Vigo, tlie old Spanish xnercliant. who had seen George Rogers Clark storm Vincennes kj years before, sat at David's side, a fine old fellow of seventy-five. The only light visible was that in the shop of the printer, Eiihu Stout, industriously aiding his apprentice at file types or wiping his inky lingers to cxa line a proof pulled on the broad hand-press. The moths and insects fluttered around his candles and the sweat poured off his forehead; but the Western Sun was due for publication nn the morrow and he meant to see it through. David listened with closer attention when he overheard Governor Harrison [ulclress a square-jawed young man in the uniform of a captain in the Unit ed States army, telling him that he liad just written to Eustis, the sec retary of war, at Washington, and laid commended to tile department the work of the young captain in trans forming the little fort near Vincennes from a place wretchedly neglected into jn adequate stronghold. Vigo whis pered to David that the boy was Capt. Zachary Taylor from Kentucky, who tmd been placed in command ut Fort Knox imt a few weeks previously. “I trust,” went on Harrison, “iliat Mr. Eustis will he thoughtful enough to bring my letter to the attention of your uncle. President Madison. I would like him to know that we are well pleased with your work.” Taylor flushed through his tan witli pleasure. He would have liked to say that he hoped Hint Harrison might some day occupy tlie presidential chair, but he was as taciturn as most of tlie men of tlie frontier; far less would he have permitted himself to dream that tlie great office might be his own. William Henry Harrison! Vincennes was 118 years old; the »n thirty eight. There had never hop ,iy thing L'ommonplaee in tlie existence of place »r man. Eacli hud already had a his tory whose telling must move the heart more than with a trumpet. The face of the man was tlie face if tlie soldier—strong, resolute, proud. Indomitable. But it was likewise the face of the man of the people, the man in whom they trusted for his calm patience and his warm friendli ness. With what unfaltering devotion His Voice in Council Was the Vcice of Authority. had they come to rely on him! And how the men and women of the wilder ness, seeing that tall and martial fig ure pass, paused to mark that long, grave face, the eyes deep-set under bushy brows on either side the lengthy, humorous nose, and smiled in love and deep regard In answer to the slow smile of the wide and kindly mouth. What had he not done for them! He was a warm admirer of the democratic Jefferson and he was an aristocrat of the new territory. Steeped in the classic scholarship of the Old Dominion, the son of a signer of the Declaration of Independence, at eighteen he had chosen to leave be hind him the cultore of the older states and to plunge into the rude but generous wilderness". At twenty-eignt In- wits governor of the Indiana terri tory. At thirty, master of an empire of 1 nO.i HKJ.t H HJ acres, ruler over a prov ince twice as large as England and Ireland, larger, indeed, than all of France. Within the ten years following his appointment as governor, the negotia tor, with absolute power, of treaties which added to the new nation tifty millions of acres, a domain large as England and Scotland combined. At thirty-one, holding in his hand for five months the destinies of a tract of g.iO.OOO square miles, an imperial province greater than any other one man ever controlled in the history of the Lnited States, before or since . . . Opposed to him the great protago nist of the tragic drama of the savage, Tecumseli. Filler of five Indian tribes, master mind of the great Indian con federacy of another score of tribes. Chief of warriors, ranging over KHJ.tH.iO miles of territory. Harrison had policed the same terri tory witli exactly twenty backwoods men. Twenty men to guard an empiie. They threaded their ways through tlie wilderness from St. Louis to De troit. They reported to him at Vin cennes. Oil this enormous stage the curtain is about to be lifted on the titanic duel of the West. The group of men, lolling in the .shadows by the Jefferson house, began to speak of the latest dispatches from the East. News had just come that the younger Wellesley had driven Mas seua's French columns off the field of Fueutos-de-Onoro, adding to the lau rels gained at Talavera and Busaco. Napoleon was beginning to wonder at this Englishman. The Little Corpo ral himself was snarling at the Rus sian hear; the White Czar was dis obeying his commands to starve the trade of England by closing the ports of the Continent. England, driven to desperation, was seizing American sea-' men on the pretest that they were Englishmen, and forcing them to serve against the French; and still tlie gov ernment at Washington kept up its endless attempts to stop these insults by words, words, words. The little group of Westerners un der the stars of the wilderness felt themselves hopelessly remote from the world of leadership; their affairs seemed petty and narrow. David Lar rence alone, gazing silently over the broad prairies, misty under the newly risen moon, and remembering the crowded cities of his native England, suddenly saw how great a prize the ample lands would be to her and saw us in a vision of what mighty stature were these backwoodsmen who held the land for America. The feeling of apprehension which had been growing all summer seemed to have reached an unendurable pitch. It was inevitable that something should happen. In the skies of early September n comet gleamed, a miraculous portent. But nothing happened. The men and women continued tlielr speculations as to Tecuxnseh's where abouts and intentions. They invented new theories each hour nud every other hour they turned old theories over and over till they were thread bare and people got tired of hearing them. Tlie children ran up and down tlie lanes in tin twilight, playing at Indians, until their mothers called them indoors with it shudder at the thought of the nearness of the lurk ing savages who might turn those shrieks of pretended fear into shrieks of ad ual terror. mere seemed to be nothing to do but wait. But at noon on the seventeenth of September, a serene and cloudless day, a backwoodsman, passing through the lanes of Vincennes, pausing carelessly to glance up at an eagle soaring into the face of the sun, uttered an ejacu lation. A piece laid been bitten out of the sun’s edge, he thought. Little by little the dark shadow gnawed Its way into the blazing disk, and the people stopped their tasks to gaze up ward at tile growing eclipse. The simpler French inhabitants chattered in an agitation which was ns nothing, however, compared with the dismay of the squalid I’iankeshaw Indians, who drugged on their harmless, wretched existence in the village of tepees on the edge of town. By three o’clock only a ring of light was visible, rhe center of the sun being obscured by a "rooky disk which cast the earth into twilight darkness. The Indian vil lagers cast themselves upon the ground in abject fright, and sacrificed their dogs alive to appease the angry Manitou. Half-blind Elkskatawn, Prophet, had received the answer to his prayer. And Tecumseh, the Crouching Cougar, was far to the south. CHAPTER XI. By Break of Day. Still the depredations of marauding liands of Indians continued. Horses were stolen; more than once a settler at work in a field, far from help, was surprised and murdered; his body, found lying by his plow, always bear mg u red scar upon the forehead, in dignation ran higher and higher. David Larrence. who had enlisted ns soon ns he reached Vincennes, drilled daily with the grim frontiersmen. He had told himself that Corydon should lie wiped from his memory; but, in spite of all, bis mind could not blot out the image of a girl whose blue eyes smiled above her smiling lips; could not forget the little cabin which she hallowed with tier grace, the little house on the edge of the woods; lone ly, pathetically exposed to the unseen danger of ihe dark forest that over shadowed it. The sun that had been veiled at midday of the seventeenth struggled all the next day through gathering clouds ami sank among the shoulders of gray giants. David was walking in the twilight toward the Jefferson house when the sound of liyiag hoofs thudding along the dirt lane, the old rue St. Louis, struck on his ear. He turned idly to see who rode so furiously, and as the horseman drew rein and pulled the smoking steed to its haunches a cry of mutual recogni tion broke from both men. “Ike!” But Blackford paused for no greet ing. “Tlie Indians—Toinette!” He flung himself from his horse and staggered with exhaustion. His face was as white as the lather of foam on tlie heaving flanks of his mount. “What?” “They took her last night—at dark— O’Bannon had left the house scarcely an hour-—God help him, it struck him like a palsy! Oh, David, we must save her!” “I will go,” said David quietly. His face had become suddenly aged with suffering. “Is it known what course they took?” “To the north,” gasped Ike. “There was not a ranger in tlie country to follow; they are all here in Vincennes with Spacer's company; but the Frenchman, Pierre Devon, followed them and overtook them at their camp that night. There were eight of them, and he could do nothing; but he crawled close enough to hear their talk. They are taking her to the Prophet’s town at a creek called Tip pecanoe. Site is to be sold to the Brit ish at Malden. 1 They will take the trace on the east bank of tlie Wa UUM1. Ike totterwl in sheer exhaustion. “You must rest,” said David. “I shall start at daybreak.” But Blackford shook his head. “I go with you, David,” he said sim ply. The two young men gripped hands in silence. They entered the tavern and David began to make his hasty preparations. Benjamin Parke, the judge of the gen eral court, an especial friend of Gov ernor Harrison, sat at his dinner in the tavern; he heard the story that spread from lip to lip and setting down his glass hastily, he strode over to the young men. “Do you actually intend to follow these Indians?" he demanded. “We shall set out at dawn,” said Da vid. Judge Parke looked sit him in amazement. “Great God, Larrence!” he ex claimed, “tills is sheer madness!” “I must ask you to procure my tem porary discharge from Captain Har grove’s company. Judge Parke." an swered David quietly. “Inasmuch as the militia litis not yet been ordered into active service—” “I will do what I can with General Harrison.” assured the judge hastily. “Gcd he with you.” The woodsmen who crowded about them sit the news warned them against, the quest. To all objections they re turned the same disregard; their duty lay plain before them. Those who bade them goodby looked on them as men going to certain death. It was an hour before sunrise, hut tlie sky was paling with the light pre ceding dawn. They drew deep breaths and set off at a trot. They went on at a steady shuffle, their eyes alert for any signs, their ears strained for any sound. At noon they stopped long enough to eat a little of the smoked venison in their packs, then went on at the same pace. By night they had covered more than thirty miles; the Indians whom they pursued had prob ably made forty miles with no more difficulty than they had put behind them twenty. The two knew that it was a losing game, if one factor was not taken into consideration — the probability that sooner or later Toinette’s captcrs would consider themselves beyond the possibility of pursuit, would make camp in tlie woods for two or th'ee days while they bunted game; it was on this off-chance that the two young men hung doggedly to the chase. They dared not travel by night. At dark they made camp in u ravine where their campfire would be un seen. One of the two kept guard con stantly. At dawn they were up again, made their breakfast of cold “johnny cakes," tightened their belts and set off, silent, grim ns hounds. So passed two days of the forlorn chase. In the afternoon the cloud? heaped up before a northerly wind, growing blacker and blneker, hour upon hour. At nightfall the gal.1 broke. Tin- rain wrapped them in gray garan nts of water, drenching them to tlie skin instantly, blinding them with its resistless rush. They plunged wretchedly alohg through the , blinding downpour, forcing their way through tlie hollows. Their deOrskin ; clothing hn-i long ceased to be any i more than a sort of mere cohesive | fluid. Everything, except the powder I in their horns, was water. The world was water. And growing colder. It rained all night long. The twe half-drowned men, chilled to tlie bone, finally gave up all effort to find pro X>«aito’0 v*.i.eNwe~ i •The Indians—Toinette!” | tection from the deluge and lay prone in the grass with the flood rustling all around them. Their heads alone, pil lowed on their arms, were above the sluicing streams. Once or twice, sc utter was their exhaustion, they slept j It rained In showers in the morn ! ing. There was no sun, no opportu nity to dry their clothing. They ate a morsel of rain-soaked venison, plod ded on and on through the dripping wilderness in dogged silence, too weary to speak. David turned once to look at Ike and was startled at the sight of Blackford's drawn blue lips and tilt suffering lines of his face. When lie caught David’s eyes on him, Ike forced a smile that shone through the pour ing rain. '‘Shouldn’t ho surprised if it rains before the day is over,” he grinned “I’m getting tired of this drought.” But the mortal weariness came back to his face as David turned forward again. All through the day he forced liihtself forward, summoning every re serve of strength to compel his limbs to persist in the relentless struggle on ward. A sudden pain shot througt his side, Hlinost making him cry out. His head began to feel strangely llghl and his pulses throbbed in his ears Ho wanted to cry out to David to stop. The rain ceased and the breeze which d\ ove some early-yellowing leaves downward was chilly; but he burned i with a heat that made him dizzy. Filially he began to stagger from side to side as he walked;; and then with a pitiful, inarticulate moan, which David barely- beard, he pitched for- ; ward and fainted. ► Do you think this is the end J J for Blackford? What chance j ► has David to rescue the girl 1 J with the sick man on his hands j ► in the wilderness? 3 ► 4 l***4444*444*44**««***«*«? TO BE CONTINUED.) DUE TO NATURAL CAUSES Rainbow Has Been Known Since the World Began—Called Symbol of Constancy. The rainbow is t’te result of estab lished physical laws-, being caused by the refraction and reflection of the sun’s rays in drops of rain. These laws were in operation from the crea tion of the world, and as the world had existed some thousands of years before the flood, rainbows must have been a frequent and common spectacle. “Tlie right interpretation of Genesis 9:13," says a biblical authority, “seems to lie that God took the rain bow,- which had hitherto been but a beautiful object shining in the heav ens when the sun’s rays fell on falling rain, and consecrated it as the sign of his love and the witness of his promise.” Lange, a learned German commentator, says: “The Hebrew word translated as a sign of the covenant does not imply a counteraction of nat ural law, or the bringing of a new thing into nature. Any tixed object may be used for a sign, and here the very covenant itself, or a most impor tant part of it, .being the stability of nature, there is a most striking con sistency in the fact that the sign of such covenant is taken frotii nature itself. The rainbow, ever appearing in the sunshine after rain, is the very symbol of constancy. It is selected from all others, not only for its splen dor and beauty, hut for the regularity with which it cheers us, when we look out for it after the storm.” The Jew ish encyclopedia says: “The literal translation of the words rendered ‘My T' - r"r--my ~ k bow have I set in the cloud,’ indicate? that tlie rainbow was already an es I lablislied institution (before tiie flood) but that it then assumed a new role its a token of God’s covenant with the earth against the flood.” Indiana Man Fond of Music. A man in Indiana has equipped hi? house with an apparatus of his own device, which enables him to have music in any vrooin at any time by merely pressing a button. A number of phonograph records are arranged upon a table in the basement in such a way that they can be moved by an electric motor under the table" A large horn is connected with the re producing mechanism, and this horn sends the music into air passages j which tire provided for every room in i tiie house. These passages can be closed automatically in any room in which the music is not desired, but if left open the entire house is flooded with melody. Her Way. “I hope,” said the advocate of moral uplift, “that you do not castigate your children as a means of develop ment.” , “No, ma'am,” said the practical 1 mother; “I'm a-briugin’ up of ’em by hand.” Corporation Schools. It is reported that the total capital of fhe corporations included In the National Association of Corporation Schools Is $3,000,000,000 and that the 102 corporations so represented are reaching with their educational courses 300,000 employee'' rlr ni11 , TOY'S EVENING MIRY m £y MARY GRAHAM CHIPMUNKS GATHER NUTS. “The Chipmunks were having a Fine time the other Day,” said Daddy. ‘Hurry up, hurry up,’ said old Father Chipmunk to the younger ones. ‘We want all the Nuts we can get for the Winter. There will be a long, long time to Eat, and we must hunt now.’ "Mother Chipmunk was down in her Hole in the ground. The Squirrels al ways have their Homes in the Holes of Trees but the Chipmunks like the Ground better. She was teaching all tiie very little ones that they must only Drink Dew-Drops. For they are like the Rabbit Family, and think that Wa ter which has touched the Ground is very dangerous to Drink. They will only Drink fresl* Dew-Drops and Rain Water from Leaves and Flowers. “All the little Chipmunks hurried and scurried about, and pretty soon Father Chipmunk said, ‘I will offer a Prize for tiie one who gets the greatest number of Nuts. Hurry, scurry!' He, too, started to go off on the hunt. “'Well,’ said Mother Chipmunk as she looked up from her Hole where the Nest was hidden, ‘I think that’s a funny Joke, Father Chipmunk. If you get the greatest number of nuts yourself, what will you do then? Keep the prize? For you are going Hunting with the others I notice.’ ies, said Father Chipmunk, Blink- j ing ids Eyes and Grinning, ‘I have a very line Prize. I would like so much to have it myself.’ Mother Chipmunk talked on to Father Chipmunk about Winning the Prize. “After some time had gone by a good many of the little Chipmunks began running back and forth with great piles of Nuts. They each Picked out j a corner, so that in the end all the Nuts could be counted and the Prize Winner decided upon. “And it was not until theu that Fa- | tiier Chipmunk saw that he had been spending all his time Chatting, and j that he hadn’t found a single Nut. “ ‘I won't win the Prize,’ he said in a shrill Voice. 'What made you keep me here Talking? Don’t you want me to win the Prize?” ‘“Certainly not,’ said Mother Chip , i mink. “ ‘And so that is why you kept me here?’ asked Father Chipmunk. ‘Well, you’re certainly very Clever. I never thought you were doing that. But why : didn’t you want me to have a good try for the Prize?’ “ ‘Because,’ Scolded Mother Chip munk Softly, ‘it would have been a ; very bad Example for the Children. The very idea of taking your own j Prize. You didn’t realize how it sound- ' ed. Do you see now?’ “ ‘Oh yes, yes,’ said Father Chip j munk. ‘Now I dee. What a bad Ex ample it would have been. I never thought of it that way.’ “ T know,’ said Mother Chipmunk, ‘you were just a little Thoughtless and j Mother Chipmunk Talked On. Selfish. All of us need to be tofd now and then, for we're all opt to get that way.’ “ ‘It was good of you to Help me,’ said Father Chipmunk smiling pleas antly at her. ‘But I can go Hunting, can’t I, now? For I’ve certainly lost the prize—which, of course, I don’t want when I think about it, but I would like to gather Nuts, for I am pretty good at it.’ “ ‘Scamper right along,’ said Mother Chipmunk. “Back and forth, again and again came the Chipmunks; and Father Chip munk found ever so many too, but when he thought he was getting a lit tle bit ahead, he would stop and Chat with Mother Chipmunk, or show some very young Chipmunk where was a good place to look for Nuts, as he was ashamed of himself that he ever thought of taking his own Prize. For he was a good Hunter of Nuts and he could very easily have won it. “After awhile enough Nuts were gathered. “ ‘We have plenty,’ said Father Chip munk. All the Chipmunks looked so happy at the quantities they saw in piles all around them. ‘And now,’ con tinned Father Chipmunk, ‘Chippy Chappy has won the Prize of a fine House I made out o(. Nuts—a nice lit tle House of special kinds of Nuts— and he can Eat a Room whenever lie feels hungry! But now, all of you, hurry, and hide your Nuts!’ And off they scampered to tbeir little Homes with their Winter Food.” When Tommy Found Out. Small Tommy—Mamma, that was good roast beef we had for dinner. Whore did you get it? Mamma—Why, Tommy, that wasn’t beef. It was roast pork. Small Tommy—Then why didn’t you tell me before? You know I don’t like pork. Little Bit Vindictive. Mother—Tommy, what are you go ing to give the boy next door for his • birthday? Tommy (remembering a recent fight) —I know what I’d like to give him, but I’m not big enough. Plausible Reason. New Nurse—But .why don’t you want to take your bath, Tommy? Small Tommy — ’Cause somebody said the good die young, and I’m afraid of getting drowned. SWAMP-ROOT FOR KIDNEY DISEASES There is only one medicine that really stands out pre-eminent as a remedy for diseases of the kidneys, liver and bladder Dr. Kilmer’s Swamp-Root stands the highest for the reason that it has proven | to be juBt the remedy needed in thousands upon thousands of even the most distress ing cases. Swamp-Root, a physician's pn seription for special diseases, makes friendi quickly because its mild and immediate cf feet is soon realized in most cases. It ii a gentle, healing vegetable compound. Start treatment at once. Sold at all drug •tores in bottles of two sizes—fifty centf and one dollar. However, if you wish first to test thi* great preparation send ten cents to Dr. Kilmer & Co., Binghamton, N. Y., for a sample bottle. When writing be sure and mention this paper.—Adv. Fine Overhead. A local nature student one rainy morning recently was picking his way through a thicket in a park when he attracted the attention of a passerby. “What are you doing?” asked the curious one. “Just looking for birds.” “Is it a good day for birds?” With a significant glance downward at his dripping trousers and shoes hr nature student replied: “Pretty good, but it’s a bum day for anything that can’t keep its feet up out of tlie grass.”—San Francisco Chronicle. Important to Mothers Examine carefully every bottle of CASTOR1A, that famous old remedy for infants and children, and see that it Bears the Signature of In Use for Over 30 Years. Children Cry for Fletcher’s Castoria His Dearest Wish. An Idaho man tells of an unusual response made by the accused to a question very usual in the circum stances. “Prisoner at the bar,” said the judgs, “is there anything you'd like to say before sentence is passed upon you?" Whereupon the prisoner looked to ward the door and remarked pleasant ly: “If it is agreeable to the com pany, I should like to sav good eve ning.” Urgent. Just as the dinner was on the table, and the family had gathered about it. Big Sister stepped into the hall to look at her hair in the mirror there. Helen was hungry, and everything did look and smell so good, and yet she knew well that father would not say grace until Big Sister was also in her seat. “Hurry up. Ruth/’ she called “Coil's waiting.”—New York Evening Post. Dr. Pierce’s Pleasant Pellets are the orig inal little liver pills put up 40 years ago. They regulate liver and bowels.—Adv. High Brow. “Thinks well of himself, doesn't he?” “I don’t consider him bumptious.” “Oh, his conceit isn’t the aggressive kind, but I notiee he quotes Plato much more often than he does ‘Mr. Dooley.’ ”—Birmingham Age-Herald. New Idea of Proverb. He who laughs last does not neces sarily laugh better than he who laughs while the laughs last. 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