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SWINGING TO DREAMLAND.
8viag, baby, swing to dreamland!
There, sweet. In slumber go.
M7 song will blend In seem’nnd
With songs the angels know.
Thy hammock will be golden
And like the crescent rnooo.
And in its hollow holden
Thou wilt be sailing soon.
Go swinging, swaying, swinging.
High up among the stars.
At mother’s wish upspringlng
Shall sleep let down the bars.
Although thy hammock golden
♦ Is like the crescent m ion.
Thou wilt In my arm i holden
Wake bright and laughing soon.
—William S. Lord.
WHITE MAN’S WINGS.
Laban Whitaker was a boy of nearly 12
when bis father, Deacon Whitaker, moved
up from Salem to the banks of the Merri
mac at what is now Concord, N. H. The
new country was fertile, and on a broad
plain in a bend of the great river a pros
perous little hamlet was growing.
The home of the Whitakers was oi*; of
the 12 garrison houses of I’enacook. Dur
ing coloninl times houses iu a new settle
ment were built so as to ho easily defended
In case of an attack from savages. Strong
walls of hewn timber, carried up as high
as the roofs, were erected around each
house, and at the corners were sentry box
es where some one of the family watched
when an ludian raid was apprehended.
Sometimes a uum her of dwellings were in
closed in such n fortification.
Laban was the youngest of a family of
nine. One of his elder brothers was grown
up and married, but the young couple
made their home with bis father. In so
large a household it usually devolves on
one of the younger members to do the
chores. This part of the lalior fell gener
ally upon Laban.
But he vras a stout, sturdy boy, quite
willing to perform tho duties that fell to
him. These were to go to the mill when
ever the family supply of “ryeand In
dian” was exhausted, to cut and carry in
the firewood, and in summer time to weed
the garden and to herd the cows.
There were no fenced inclosures for paH
turage purposes iu early Penaeook. The
cows of the settlers ran at large in the
woods and meadows, and the hoys took
turns in guarding thorn through the day
and driving them up at night. As two
boys watched at a time, and as there wore
about a dozen lads in the settlement, it
consequently became I<aban’s turn once a
week to be out with the cows.
It was not hard work, and when it was 1
not stormy weather Eaban rather liked it.
The danger attending it was just suliicient
to give a certain zest to the employment,
for it was iu the time of the French and
Indian war. Two or three years before
this a hand of Indians had lain in ambush I
in the forest and shot down seven of the |
settlers as they were passing from the town
to a garrison a few miles distant. Since
then, although other settlements had felt
the scourge, Penaeook had not I teen mo
lested. Still the settlers were not uncon
scious of the danger that any day might
sweep down upon them.
Sentries stood on guard day and night.
Every pioneer carried his musket to his
work iu the fields, and on Sunday the con
gregation went armed to a man to the lit
tle log meeting house. Even the minister
kept his firelock by his side in the pulpit •
as he read from the word of God. Such
was life on the New England frontier 150 '
One bright June day I<aban and another j
boy named Ezra Kimball went out togoth- ■
er to watch the cows. Both boys had their ,
flintlock muskets, and with them went ,
Rover, a large brindled mastiff that be- i
longed to the Kimball lad.
The cows had fed farther than was nsn- |
al that day, and when the long afternoon
drew to a close the boys were a mile from
home. They had no thought of danger,
however, as they drove their lowing charge
through the bosky glades and along the
forest paths toward the little settlement.
The soft, balmy air was full of charm.
The smoke rising from the chimneys of
the cabins down in the valley, where the
settlers’ wives were cooking their late sup
per, gave a pleasant touch to tho land
A great hash had suddenly come over
the forest. Not a bird’s note was to be
heard. The stillness, like that of a Sab
bath, struck the hoys’ attention, and they
looked at each other with a sudden fear
blanching their tanned faces. Rover’s
sharp bark in front reassured them, how
ever, and they hurried on through the
Before them was a little dell, through
which a brook meandered with low, mu
sical gurgles. Alders lined the vnlley. and
the trunk of a fallen tree of huge dimen
sions lay beside the narrow path.
“Indians, Indiausl’’ rose from the white
lips of Ezra Kimball as he sprang back
ward. He had caught the glimpse of red
legs behind the alder bushes.
Instantly a dozen savages rose up from
their biding place behind the fallen tree
trunk and the copse of alders. Before La
ban could spring out of the way or in any
way shrink from the encounter he was
A stalwart brave leaped after Ezra, who
had taken to his heels through the brush
wood. The pioneer boy heard his red foe
just behind him. How should he escape
his clutches? He had but a moment to
think, but it was long enough to save him.
' He allowed himself to fall suddenly an
inert body across the wild wood path. It
was done so quickly tliattbe Indian could
not turn or evade the stumbling I.lock in
his way. He pitched headlong over it and
fell prostrate upon the eartii. With a sharp,
tierce yelp Rover rushed upon the fallen
savage, throttling and tearing him in a
In the excitement Ezra sprang to his
feet and dashed off.
“Run to the fort and arouse tho set
tlers!” shouted Laban after him.
But Ezra did not need the incentive. A
few shots were fired after him, but he es
caped without a scratch to alarm the set
Not so fortunate was Laban. He was
led away through the wilderness. His
captors traveled all that night, never halt
ing till they were miles from the little set
tlement on the Merrimac.
The band of warriors had been detached
from a larger war party, and in the morn
ing the two bands united, halted where
two streams met and cooked a hasty break
fast. They then continued their march,
arriving at the end of a week’s time at an
Indian village on the northern extremity
of I>ake Champlain.
There, after a time, the yonng captive
was formally adopted into the Indian
tribe, an old chief taking him into his own
wigwam as a son.
Those were dark days for Laban Whita
ker, but he manfnlly repressed his grief
and appeared content. Little prospect was
there of his ever being able to return to
his home. Many a time he awoke from
his sl?ep with a shudder the thought of
the life before him. Ha resolved to seize
the first opportunity to escape.
But, oh, the hopeless waiting!
Taught cunning by the crafty savages,
bo made the best of his situation. He
went hunting and fishing with the Indian
lads anil rapidly became a favorite in the
village. The red squaws plaited rich mats
for his wigwam and made handsomo leg
gings and moccasins for their young pale
The months sped by, summer and nu
tjuiu passed, anil tiiecohl northern winter
set in. One December day when the ground
was frozen hard and the lake was one sheet
of glittering icon baud of warriors return
ed from a foray they had made among the
white settlements to the southward. There
was great rejoicing in the village over the
Bcalps and the plunder. It made tho white
boy’s heart throb as he recognized among
the spoil familiar nrtieUsof household use
—shears, knives, a housewife and a pair
of candlesticks such as he had often soon
in his home at distant Penacook. But
what gave l»iei the greatest start was that
he saw dangling from one huge redskin’s
belt a string of shining steel skates.
Evidently none of the Indians had ever
seen any of these articles before. They
crowded around the lucky warrior whose
prize they were and exumined them with
the greatest curiosity. What were they?
What was their U3e? The warrior could
“Does the young paleface know?” ques
tioned the braves us they gathered about
the young captive.
Laban tnucued the skates reverently and
answered that, he knew their use very well.
“Speak, my sou!" Cried the old chief
who had adopted him. “Tell my nation
what are these pieces of smooth steel fas
tened together with straps of leather.”
“They are wings with which to ily,”
said the hoy, with a solemn air. “The
Great Spirit has sent them as gifts to the
The Indians shake their heads and look
doubtfully at one another. They can
hardly understand it. It is a wonderful
“How can one fly with these things?”
asked the old chief incredulously.
“Come with mo to the iako, and I will
show your braves how to use the myste
rious wings,” returned the lad, with great
er interest than ho really cared to show.
In his excitement he trembled. The hand
in which he held the mysterious wings
The idea was received favorably. The
whole village ruslied down to the shore
where the lake lay skretuiiing its gleaming
length miles and miles away to the south
When the ice was reached, Laban fitted
a pair of skates upon the feet of fonr of
the young braves. The sharpest, strong
est pair he bound upon lilsown feet. Then,
seizing a musket from the hands of a war
rior standing near, he bade the braves
stand upon their feet and follow him.
They endeavored to do as he directed,
but only stumbled over each other, making
the greatest con fusion possible. The crowd
of warriors, women and children regarded
the scene with amazement and concern.
Scarcely able to control his countenance,
Laban berated the crestfallen braves for
“You did not do as I told you, he said. I
“Now, stand up and watch mo, and you
will see better how to do it.”
He darted off, swift as a swallow, over
the ice thut had not a break or a cranny
in it, now skating in a circle, now in a
straight line, now retreating, now advanc
ing, bis motions watched with the great
est interest by tbe savages.
He bad tested bis skill and the sureness
of his skates. They were buckled secure
ly. They were stanch and strong. He was
ready for the supreme effort.
Dashing up to where the four young In
dians were waiting, trembling and expect
ant, he shouted:
“Now forward, forward, wheretheGreat
Spirit calls you! Away, away! Follow
Like an arrow shot from a bow the young
paleface flew over the gleaming ice. Tbe
sharp steels struck fire, so rapidly did they
glide along thut smooth, frozen highway.
In attempting to follow him the unlucky
braves again stumbled and struggled in a
ridiculous heap upon tbe slippery floor of
the lake. In tbe excitement few noticed
the vanishing figure of Laban Whitaker.
When it was too late, a few of the savages
discharged their muskets after the fugi
| tive, but the bullets fell far short of the
mark. While they still gazed In amaze
ment the lad disappeared behind a point
of land, and they never saw him more.
“Great Spirit called paleface, not In
dians. White man’s wings, not Indian’s,”
said the old chief resignedly. Bat the
squaws of the village, after the old Indian
i fashion, made lamentation as forthe dead.
Some six weeks afterward a thin, hag
gard boy, dressed in the furs of the Indian
and carrying a musket and a pair of
skates, staggered out from the forest and
I approached the little hamlet on the Merri
I mac. Bogs barked at the approach of
j the strange visitant, and the settlers gath
ered in Rmall gronps, wondering what the
Indian lad might want.
But as he drew nearer they saw that it
was no Indian, but a white boy, and the
wonderment was still greater until he cried
out, “Don’t you know Laban Whitaker?”
That night there was rejoicing in Pena
cook. The garrison house of Deacon Whit
aker was filled with neighbors, who gath
ered to offer their congratulations and lis
ten to Laban’s story. Scarcely could they
believe the tales that the lad standing
among them safe and Round had passed
through such peril, but they could not
doubt him, for there were the wonderful
skates, and there v.as Laban himself.
On one of the streets of New Hampshire’s
capital city there stands an old style man
sion. It is owned and occupied by one of
Laban Whitaker’s descendants, and if you
were to visit it you would be shown the
identical skates with which the young pi
! oneer boy outwitted the Indians.—Fred
Myron Colby in Washington News
The publication of Lady Richard Bur
ton’s “Life” of her husband recalls some
interesting facts concerning the linguistic
career of that distinguished traveler. Like
many other language giants, he owed his
love of strange tongues to the cosmopoli
tan education which he received. He had
his own peculiar way of mastering a lan
guage, just the same as he had a pot.
theory regarding Latin pronunciation,
which, by the way, got him into hot water
at Oxford. Much of his Immense stock of
knowledge he boiled down into dialectical
grammars. During the first seven years
, of his residence in India he passed exami
nations, it is said, in Hindoostani, Guea
rati Persian, Mabaratl, Blndhi, Punjabi,
Arabic, Telugu, Pushtu — an Afghan
tongue--Turkish and Armenian.
| Hans Conon von der Gabelentz was re
frated to ba acquainted with nearly 100
anguagae. He compiled grammars of the
' Finnish and Mongolia* tongues.—Jata
When Mrs. Tulltrian issued invitations
for her picnic, one fact troubled her. H
there was one person whom Miss Kitty
Meion disliked particularly, that person
was Mr. William Wnddilove.
In fact, there was only one thing she
hated worse, and that was his dog.
On his side, Mr. Vv’uddilove disliked his
neighbors us heartily. If there was any
thing he hated, it was a piano, ami from
morning to night the partition wall shook
with incessant practicing.
The two cottages commenced secret war
fare. Miss Melon shrieked whenever she
saw the dog—practiced at midnight be
cause she knew Mr.Waddiiove was always
aroused by the dulcet strains and passed
her neighbor with averted face.
Mr. Waddilove smoked when the wiuo
set toward Miss Melon’s garden; set
his dog into convulsions of barking when
ever the lady was seen with a hook in tht
arbor and laughed audibly when he wa*
contemptuously ignored in the luue outsidt
of the garden.
No wonder Mrs. Tallman grew nervotif
as her picnic guests, among w hom were U.
be the “two antipathies,” began to as
Foremost .came Mr. Waddilove, with bit
dog and a gun.
“Might Bee something I'd like to hit
you know,” ho said.
Mrs. Tullmun smiled faintly.
“Only don’t let it be one of my guests,’
Other guests arriving opportunely, how
ever, the lady forget her fears in hospit
able welcomes, and soon all were assem
bled save Miss Melon.
At the last moment some one in white,
with u round hat., and cherry ribbons, and
a roll of music, appeared on the scene. It
was Miss Melon.
Mr. Smith offered his arm, and tht
party sot off—Mr. Waddilove in front,!
Miss Melon the very last of the procession
each unconscious of the other’s presence.
The spot was reached—-a nice damp hoi
low full of trees. Then, and not until
then, Beppo discovered Miss Melon.
He made for the spot where she sat at
once, and being an intelligent dog, who re
membered lessons, begau to bark in the
most astounding manner, making short
leaps and tumbles all the while.
Miss Melou began to scream.
“Oh! oh! It’s that Mr. Waddilove’*
brute. How did he come here? Oh, mercy \
there’s the wretch himself. Call off youi
“Never bites,’’said Mr. Waddilove.
“Woally,” said Air. Smith—“weally, I
must protest. The lady is alarmed, sir.”
“Beppo, old fellow,” said Mr. Waddi-1
love, “what you want there I don’t know
—lie down.” |
And Beppo did lie down, panting and
Miss Melon, following the example ot
the rest of the party, began to explore the
beauties of the woods, leaning on Mr.
“Oh, the river!” cried Miss Melon. “Dc
let ns wander on its banks, Mr. Smith.” j
“Very much pleased to wander any-1
where with you,” said the gallant Smith,
and soon they were upon the margin of the
stream, where lay a boat.
“Oh, [ must have a row!” cried Miss
“Werry delighted to wow you," said
Mr. Smith,“but you see that boat belongs
to some fellow, and he might call it steal
ing, don’t you see?”
“Only for a minute,” said Miss Melon,
and with an infantile giggle she skipped
into the boat.
Alas! boats are treacherous—the lady
lost her balance and fell into the water.
Just there it was deep and somewhat
dangerous. Miss Melon disappeared from
view and came to the surface struggling
Mr. Smith shouted for help, and oat oi
the woods bounded something black, fol
lowed by a man with a gun.
“Fetch her, old fellow!” yelled the man,
and the dog plunged into the water. His
master only waited to fling off his coat
and hat before he followed him.
Together they brought Miss Melon to
the shore more dead than alive, and thei
the picnickers found the dripping trio—
Miss Melon snpported by Mr. Waddilove,
the dog in ecstacies of pride at his own
“What a fine dog that is,” said Miss
“Pure Newfoundland,” said Mr. Wad
“For all the time we’ve been neighbors
I've had such a false idea of you,” said
“And I haven’t appreciated you,” said
Mr. Waddilove. “Ah, well—do better in
future. Here we are.”
That afternoon, to the astonishment of
the housemaid and the consternation of
the housekeeper, Miss Melon aud Mr.
“Waddilove were having tea together.
After tea they sat and talked.
“To think that I might have been at
the bottom of the river but for you,” said
“I daren’t think of it,” said Mr. Wad
dilove. “Let’s change the subject—won’t
you play for me?”
“Oh, you don’t like music.”
“I? Who dared to say so?”
“Well, if you’ll smoke.
“In a lady’s presence? No.”
“To please me.”
“Anything to please you,” said Mr. W.
And the lady sat down at the piano, and
the gentleman smoked.
The housemaid, listening at the door,
was sure she heard a kiss, and the friends
of the antipathies were astonished, on the
next appearance of The Weekly Wonder, by
Married, on the —th of August, Miss
Kitty Melon, daughter of the late Peter
Melon, Esq., to Mr. William Waddilove.
Dr. Johnson’s Studies.
The direction of Dr. Johnson’s studies
was partly determined, we are told, by the
discovery of a folio of Petrarch lying on a
shelf, where he was looking for apples. It
was an accident, again, which threw the
continuation of Echard’s Roman history
in the way of Gibbon. “To me,” he says,
“the reigns of the successors of Constan
tine were absolutely new, and I was im
mersed in the passage of the Goths over
the Danube when the summons of the
dinner bell reluctantly dragged me from
my intellectual feast. 1 procured the sec
The pages of amusing literature are
stocked with the saying* of .lonest and un
tactful people. The following incidents
have, moreover, the merit of being strictly
A lady who bad studied an elementary
treatise of astrology one day took it upon
her to “cast the horoscope” of a boarding
“Let me see,” she began after taking
down the day ol the ‘subject's” birth, "you
are in Aries. Aries is intellect. Why, no!”
she suddenly exclaimed, looking up, its the
full force of the definition struck h r.
“there must lx* some mistake. You can’t be
Another inuocciitly frank person w:i . ad
miring the baby grandson of a famous
“Now,” said she encouragingly to tin
pareuts of the child, “this boy will lie a
genius. It is perfectly safe to expect it. for
you know genius always skips one gt ... a
Northerner—That hog must be bothered
with fleas, from the way he scratches him
Southerner—Fleas nuthinl Tbat’sarazor
back hog, sah, and he’s just stroppin him
A Sensitive Point.
The Widow Grangely had an important
case in court. She knew that if she should
win her condition thereafter would be one
of financial ease, and she had accordingly
employed the most effective lawyer in the
county. When the case came to trial, the
shrewd lawyer saw that his road to success
lay through the emotions of the jurymen.
“Gentlemen,” said he, “look at this poor
woman. Is she not enough to excite the
pity of any beholder? Decrepitude has uot
spared her, and age is fast spreading its
blight upon her once fair face. She”
“You stop right, where you are!” ex
claimed the widow. “I need the money
that might come out of this case, but I’ll be
banged if you shall stand up there aud call
The lawyer hastened to her side and said,
“Why, madam, I must talk that way or
lose the case.”
“I don’t care if you do have to talk that
way, you shan’t. I’d rather lose the whole
thing than be called old. I am just us good
looking as I ever was, and I want you to
understand that fact. Decrepit, indeed!
I’ll bet I could gather you up and throw
you over a 10 rail fence right now. If you
want to talk about the law there is in the
case, go ahead, but if you call me old again
we’ll fight, that’s all.”—Arkansaw Trav
He was engaged to the girl, but he would
not carry out the contract, though he re
fused to give her up.
She had coaxed him at first, to give up his
foolish notion, but he wouldn’t have it, and
finally she kicked out of the traces.
“Why don't y6u stop fooling,” she said,
“and marry me?”
“My dear.” lie pleaded, “marriage in my
case would be suicide.”
“Suicide? What do you mean?”
“I mean that. I am so poor I conld not
hire a cook.”
“Well,” she urged bravely, “what of
that? I am strong and well and can do the
cooking until you are rich enough to hire a
"I know that, my dear love,” he mur
mured, taking her face in his hands, “it is
your cooking that I am afraid of.” And
young love’s dream was split wide open.—
Detroit Free Press.
An Explanatory Epitaph.
The following epitaph is to be found in
the Cross ki’-kyard, Shetland, on a hand
Born 1st January, 1785; died 4th June, 1848;
aged sixty-three years. He was a peaceful and
quiet man, and to all appearance a sincere
Christian. His death was very much lament
ed, which was caused by the stupidity of
Laurence Tulloch, of Clotherton.
who Bold him nitre instead of epsom salts, by
whioh be was killed in the space of three hours
after taking a dose of it.
“Have you had your new house insured,
“Your husband is afraid of fire, then?”
“Mercy, yesl He will leave the house any
time before he will make one.”—Chicago
Her Three Meals Made One.
Mrs. Boardman—Science tells us that a
man would do very well on one meal a day
instead of the three we all take.
Mr. Jiggers (the star boarder)—And I
perceive, madam, that you are in thorough
sympathy with science.—Chicago Record.
A Common Effect.
“Do you think,” said Willie Washington,
“that it actually hurts a man to be hit with
one of Cupid’s arrows?”
“No,” replied Belle Pepperton. “As a
rule he merely becomes senseless for a
“Now,” said the medical professor, “if a
man were brought to you, Mr. Hawkins,
suffering from an unmistakable case of
smallpox, what would you do?”
“I’d light out,” said Hawkins.—Harper’s
Long: A, Please.
“Is that piece of bric-a-brac all your rich
relative left you?” inquired the visitor.
“Yes, sir,” sighed the poor relation. “My
rase is my fortune.”—Chicago Tribune.
Wool—You wouldn’t cash Brace’s check
for $50, and yet you let him borrow $5.
Van Pelt—Wei I, $45 is worthsaving, isn’t
Dialogue between two beggars:
“Are you bliud by nature?”
“No; only by profession.”—Texas Sift
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How it Happened.
The following remarkable event In a lady's
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as 1 now have a splendid appetite and
loop well. I weighed 125 pounds when I bo
rn taking t.ho remody. and now I weigh t.TO 14.
'is effect In my case has been truly marvol
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oivod from physicians.'*-Mrs. Harry Htarr.
’ottsvillo. Pa., October 12,1802.
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