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HgjIH Heartfelt thanksgiving !
IHl Oh ! let rise
B H Like the mist of morn
Bj B Toward the azure skies ,
H HB t the heart be glad
H $ | H And the song be gay ,
H MB As we welcome the joys
H ! B | Of Thanksgiving Day.
Hf HI How sweet is home
K HI With its altar fires !
Hfj iIk The meeting of sons
* * * *
Hf' ' | | o With their happy sires !
H § ' In The fair young wives
H * ' | H And their little flocks ,
H In In brand-new coats-
R [ II And Sunday frocks.
HK' j I We gather around
* * * * * * *
P , ; The old-time hoard ,
H j ' | The blessing is asked ,
k 1 if Tnc tea is poured ,
* * * *
Bj j P And the children laugh.
H ; I | | In their merry way ,
Hi ! fi When the turkey comes in
H | f | j On Thanksgiving Day.
Bf | | But what's this glee
H | i fj To.that which comes
1 j m With the smoking pudding
H | jj $ So full of plums ?
Hl * { And the rosy fruit
Hjf | f' Without stint or lack ,
Bjf If And , last of all ,
b j | The nuts to crack ?
* * * *
HJ j | What beautiful seasons
B'iTp To , him who roams ,
* * * * *
KJlf'l Are these meetings rare
Bj fi ] ' In the land of homes ,
llll " ' * When the young and old ,
Nif i ' * Tne grave and gay ,
* * * *
H"f J Lift up their hearts
fjfff On Thanksgiving Day !
I • MTnA i
My chum , John Meredith , was going
home. He was always sighing for his
home , and at times this longing pos
sessed him so completely that he seem-
* * BT | | | , > j ed on the point of abandoning his pros-
Hjff j pects of becoming a rich man.
* * H § § ( \ Meredith had been in ill health , but
H | i y ; ten years' residence in the west had
B If fp made a new man of him. Success at
B | | y | last had come our way , and he sudden-
3 ly announced that he was going home
| for his Thanksgiving dinner. He was
\ a quiet , queer fellow , any way you put
\ it ; lately , however , he had seemed
wonderfully alert. The arrival of the
weekly mail found him in a state of
] great expectation , and after he had
read his letters he would sit quietly
I all evening looking very happy and
smiling as he read them over again.
I
He always was a non-committal chap ,
but this time there was no mistaking
the signs , so I suspected his homesick
ness , and judged his case , as one is
apt to do , by the light of my own. No
wonder , poor fellow , that he wanted to
wipe out the 1,500 miles which alone
stood between him and that Thanks
giving turkey ! For my own part , I can
swear that no power as yet known to
BjS [ man could keep me back from Jim Mc-
Hi Kenzie's Thanksgiving dinner , for
Hi Mary was to be there Mary whom all
DM these years I had remembered and lov-
Ha f ed so well. I had never forgotten her
HI beautiful deep , dark eyes , which seem-
HI ed to search one's soul with that pene-
HS trating look one sees sometimes in a
Hi baby's eyes.
Hi 1 There was but little out here in the
mountains to relieve the tedium of our
long evenings , so Jim McKenzie's week
ly visits were always heralded with
joy. We made merry over his coming ,
I and our carefully prepared dinner we
regarded as a feast. We talked it over
in the morning , and when evening came
we began to plan for next week's com-
ing. No wonder McKenzie was always
Wk I ! welcome. His mind was stored with
D I ] the thrilling adventures of early days
M m in the mountains. We never tired of
BI listening to the story of his own good
HI j luck ; how , way down near the stream
Hi HE on the side of the mountain , his quick
BK I eye had detected the bits of shining
H I I gold ; how , day by day and all alone ,
B I 1 he followed up the little thread of gold
H I I ! until he had discovered the secret of the
I I mountain's heart , the generous yield
H 1 1 of ore which had made him the rich-
H H I est man in "Golden Point. " With touch-
II 1 ing pathos he would tell us of the brave1
Hill hearted men no less worthy than him-
BI 1 j self who had come out here to meet
1 II only bitter disappointment and blasted
Bl 1 hopes. At rare intervals he would
BII I if speak to us of his own early trials , of
H m m uisea < i w "fe t ° whose loving care
I m m and gentle sympathy he confidently and
HhI proudly attributed his entire success
IBS and a11 that was good in him # Then *
Krafl too , he always brought us news of hi3
BHI K daughter Mary. At first her letters were
HnsH on y outpourings of her homesick , lov-
HHsfH ing heart ; she was born to live in the
BHBH mountains , and declared she must have
BBB9 the freedom of the mountain bird. After
BB3B a while her letters breathed a more
BBhB contented spirit. In an incredibly short
BhBS time the mountain bird had ceased to
BBBll flutter against the bars of her cage.
HBSf Her quick and receptive mind soon
IH3K1 yielded to the guidance of those about
BHffl fcer and with the u1 orC8 ° an al" '
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dent nature she pursued the work of
her education.
Thus from week to week we listened
with delight to the welcome budget
Jim would bring. Sometimes Mary's
letters were only of her life at school ,
her books , her new friends and my
heart would sink for then she 3eenied
so far , so very far away ! Again , she
would write of herself , of the love , she
bore her father and her home , with an
occasional a very occasional message
for Harry , at which , of course , my
heart would beat with joy , and I would
cough or light my pipe , do anything to
hide the tell-tale light I knew was in
my eyes. During the last year she had
written most of her home-coming ; and
lately her letters had taken a tone of
great seriousness , with many allusions
to her "duty as a woman. "
In her latest letter she begged that
her father would take her more serious
ly ; she "could not be a butterfly , " and
she spoke of "woman's sphere being
broad and far-reaching. " McKenzie
only laughed and said , "Poor child ! she
is sighing for the mountain air. " He
wrote her of the beautiful filly he had
trained and made ready for her use ,
and she would soon see for herself how
very long and broad her woman's
sphere could be.
At last a letter came telling that she
was surely coming home , and telling
how anxious she was to be with him on
Thanksgiving Day. She complained
ever so gently that she feared he had
not taken her exactly as she wished
that she was no longer a child , and
that her mind was quite occupied with
the problem of "Woman's Mission. " In
fact , she had lately been made president
of the Woman's Emancipation Circle ,
which organization had originated in
-ier school with every promise of be
coming a power for great good among
women. "I subjoin , " she added , "the
principal maxims for which we pledge
ourselves to labor without ceasing :
"We claim equal rights before the
law.
law."We
"We ask equal pay for equal work.
"We ask that men cease to impose
upon us by their empty flattery , and
"That we be recognized as reasonable
human beings with eyes to see for our
selves ; hands to work as we will. "
This time even McKenzie could not
fail to oatch her meaning ; he looked
puzzled and troubled , and finally said :
"In the morning she will be half way
home and I shall go to meet her. I
think , " he added slowly , "I think Mary
needs her father. Yes , I'm sure lead
sure she needs her father. "
Meanwhile I had registered a solemn
vow that every claim and every asser
tion of this New Yv 'oman should be dis
proved and contradicted by Mary in her
own sweet self. When I closed my eyes
that night it was to dream of Thanks
giving Day and Mary and I really be
lieve that in my sleep I heard the sweet
sound of wedding bells.
* * * * * *
For some time the next day McKen
zie was shyly making his daughter's
acquaintance. He could not for the life
of him see the slightest trace of the
dread phantom her last letter had cre
ated. He thanked God that she was
womanly and gentle ; that her heart was
right , whatever error of fancy had got
ten into her head.
"Why , dear Mary ! " he answered her ,
"you don't want to work like a man.
You can't do it. When I was your age
I could handle a pick all day ; I could
do it now. A woman's work cannot be
equal to man's ; so it is hardly fair for
her to ask equal pay besides , it waste
to Adam the command was given 'to
earn his bread by the sweat of his
brow. ' "
Poor Mary ! She could not help be
ing disconcerted. Her father's opin
ions , she knew , were always based on
common sense. So it was some time
before she spoke again ; and then it
Tr.S to ask why it was that women did
net have equal rights with men before
the law. He answered that women
surely do have equal rights before the
law. "You see , " my dear , he went on ,
"their rights are really identical , their
interests the same ; and it is a man's
first notion of duty to see that these
rights are repsected. I would like to
see any person interfere with your
r ghts or hear of any law that would
be unjust to you. By George ! I would
soon show that your rights were my
rights , and that the law exists solely
for the benefit of mankind , which you
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"AN OCCASIONAL LETTER FROM
HARRY. "
know , my dear , includes woman kind ,
even the 'New Woman , ' too. "
Poor Mary was confounded. After
all , we * * men and women really equal'
before the law ? If that were so , what
became of the enormous injustices and
figaifc abases that women had silent
ly and patiently borne all these years ?
It all seemed see ° nfusing , so difficult ,
so very puzzling ; she could not doubt
that .her father was right he always
was on practical questions. She looked
out of the car window , and was silent.
Her eyes were full of tears. It was
hard to believe that the Woman's
Emancipation Circle was , after all , to
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have no existence in the world , and
that all of her fine arguments , broad
views on the woman subject were sure
ly disappearing molting away before
her father's clear and convincing asser
tions.
She recognized at once that she had
met defeat , and with all the bravery
she could command , the conversation
was turned to other things. In a
short time they would be home and en
joy Thanksgiving day together.
* * * *
Was it in truth necessary for mo to
see McKenzie at once about that brok
en fence , or was it only the crisp moun
tain air that tempted me from the
house hours before I was expected to
arrive at Jim McKenzie's ? One thing
was certain , I could not wait another
moment , and in half an hour I was
speeding along and nearing his place.
As I rode up I saw her standing on the
porch. She came quickly forward to
meet me. I blushed like a schoolboy
when I took her hand and looked into
her eyes. Yes , there was still the deep ,
searching , truly baby look. I felt re
lieved at once and thought , "It won't
be so very hard , after all ; she could
not look like that and be really a New
Woman. "
In a few moments I had forgotten
about the broken fence , and we went
together to see the beautiful brown
filly. I suggested that there was time
enough to try her before dinner , and
M' y acquiesced at once. She had a
fancy to saddle the horse herself. I
never thought of interfering until she
came to tighten the girth ; then I sim
ply said :
"You would better let me do that for
you. "
"Never mind , " she answered ; "why
can't a woman use her hands and help
herself ? "
Of course I was disconcerted , and
saw at once that I was treading on dan
gerous ground , but I only laughed and
said :
"She can ; She certainly has the
right , but why not allow a fellow the
privilege ? "
Then , in a defiant tone , she re
plied :
"We don't want privileges or aid ; we
only want what is just. "
"At your hands , " I answered , "I don't
ask for justice , at all ; but I do yearn
for privileges. "
She tossed her head in reply , and
stood ready to mount.
In a few moments we were off.scour-
ing the country , riding up the moun
tains and walking our horses slowly
down again. Near the base of the tim
ber line Mary's horse suddenly shied ,
her saddle turned , but in her terror she
called to me. In an instant I was by
"SHE CAME OUT TO MEET ME. "
her side and just saved her from fall
ing to the ground. Of course I had to
straighten the saddle ; and I simply as
serted :
"You see , I am stronger than ycu ,
and I yielded my right tso easily. You
will always let me saddle your horse
in future ! "
I suppose it was the shock that made
her blush and look so baffled as she
glanced at me , and I felt sure that I
had scored a point. After this we rode
quickly home. It was almost time for
dinner , and McKenzie was waiting for
us on the porch. We went together to
look after the broken fence. When we
returned to the house I found Maiy in
the parlor , struggling with a big log
of wood that had rolled from its place ,
and I further noticed that her gown
was in danger from the flames. So in
tent was she in her efforts to replace
the burning log that she did not notice
my approach. I stood there quietly ,
watching the smoking log on the rug ,
which momentarily I expected to see
burst into flames.
She looked so pitiful and helpless
that my heart softened entirely , and I
was about to go to her , when she
turned and saw me quietly looking
on.
"Why don't you come ? " she said.
"Dont you see I can not budge this
log ? "
Surely this was my day for luck ! I
saw another chance and took it.
"Step aside , " I said ; "let me take
it up. " With the aid of the tongs and
a shovel I easily put the log back in
place.
"You see , men are stronger than
women , " I said. This time she would
give me no answer , but in her eyes I
read that I had scored my second
point
In a few moments dinner was ready ,
and a happier trio never sat down to a
Thanksgiving feast. Mary had for the
moment forgotten her misadventures ,
and a more charming hostess could not
be imagined.
In the quiet joy of Mary's return Mc
Kenzie looked blissful and contented.
I confess to having felt a little nervous.
So far the day had gone well with me ,
but I wanted to score my third and last
point. I anxiously awaited my oppor
tunity , which presently came in the
shape of the great American turkey.
The turkey was brought in just as I
was telling in a triumphant tone of
Mary's proud refusal of my good offices
in A i I TfT I mmrr-
in adjusting her saddle , and how she
did not hesitate to demand my obedi
ence when she really needed my serv
ices , Jim ordered the turkey placed
before Mary , and explained that her
mother had always carved ; no ono
knew so well as she how to select the
choicest bits and give to each one just
the dainty morsel most coveted , and
now Mary must learn to do the same.
She took the largo knife in her hand
and gazed at it , looking very dubious ;
then she stuck the fork well into the
turkey's breast and made another at
tempt to use the knife.
She looked at her father a moment ,
but his attention was altogether bent
upon selecting a choice bit of celery.
Then she gave me a hurried , appealing
glance ! I moved my chair a little , but
said nothing. At length she turned to
me again and put her hand on my arm
and gently said :
"I say , Harry , I believe men are
stronger and bigger and braver than
women. Won't you please carve this
for me ? "
My last point was scored , and can
you wonder that I consider Thanks
giving the greatest day of the year , and
the American turkey the greatest of
birds ? But here we call it the falcon
it sometimes catches mountain birds.
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Pleasant games for Thanksgiving , in
which both old and young people are
interested , are played as follows :
Transpositions Write a list of words
for each person present by using only
once the letters found in the names
of certain flowers , states , authors , etc. ,
or any words you may select. The let
ters of these words transposed give the
word sought.
For instance , take Rhododendron.
Using the letters we have the words
odd , or , end , horn. From Bachelor's
Button , chub , lose , tab , torn. Massa
chusetts gives seat , suet , smash ; or
hats , seat , muses. Newfoundland ,
weld , nun , do , fan. North Carolina , no ,
chair , la , torn.
From Constance Fenimore Woolson ,
we have Moore , stain , scowl , fence ,
noon. It is much easier to ascertain
the word sought if designated as a flow
er , author , etc. , but it sharpens one's
wits wonderfully to find them without
any clue.
In the list of ten or a dozen words ,
which is about all a person will care
to have at once , it is nice to include
his or her name. Claribel.
Rhyming. Arrange the company in
a line or circle around the room. Let
the first one announce a line of poetry.
The second must follow with a line
that rhymes with the first and agrees
with it in meter or measure. The third
must follow with another , and so on
around. If there are many in the com
pany the last word of the first line
should be one that has plenty o rhym
ing words. If the company is small ,
more difficult rhymes may be selected.
In a recent game the following was the
result. The first one repeated a line
from one of Bryant's poems , and the
others followed as indicated :
1. "Heaped in the hollows of the
grove. "
2. Lie all the ashes from our stove.
3. We'll scatter them all round the
cove.
4. And cover up the treasure-trove.
5. Then you and Z together , love ,
6. Will all around this country rove.
A good deal of amusement is afforded
by the odd and incongruous lines that
are sometimes given. The line must be
supplied in a given time , say one min
ute , or a forfeit must be paid. G. C. H.
The Messenger. The party are seat
ed in line , or round the side of the room ,
and some one previously appointed en
ters with the message , "My master
sends me to you , madam , " or , "sir , " ' as
the case may be , directed to any indi
vidual he may select at his option.
"What for ? " is the natural inquiry.
"To do as I do ; " and with this the mes
senger commences to perform some
antic which the lady or gentleman must
imitate say he wags his head side to
side , or taps with one foot incessantly
on the floor. The person whose duty
it is to obey , commands his neighbor to
the right or to the left to "Do as I do , "
also ; und so on until the whole com
pany is in motion , when the messenger
[ eaves the room , re-entering it with
fresh injunctions. While the messen
ger is in the room he must see his mas
ter's will obeyed , and no one must stop
from the movement without suffering
i forfeit. The messenger should be
some one ingenious in making the an
tics ludicrous , and yet keep within
moderate bounds , and the game will not
"ail to produce shouts of laughter.
Another game , of much the same
character , is known by the title , "Thus
says the Grand Seignor. " The chief dif
ference is that the first player is sta
tioned in the center of the room and
prefaces his movements , which the
athers must all follow , by the above
tvords. If he varies his command by
• " the Grand Seig-
raming it , "So says
lor , " the party must remain still and
lecline to follow his example. Any one
who moves when he begins with "So , "
Dr does not follow him when he com-
nences with "Thus , " has to pay a for
feit.
In North Dakota the killing of quail
md English and Chinese pheasants is
prohibited until 1906 , and beaver and
stter can not be trapped or killed until
L903.
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FOE BOYS AND GJELS.
SOME GOOD STORIES FOR OUR
JUNIOR READERS.
area Who IMuko Ni-gtii Sunkct That
Llko Thnnilor Oil XVclln ill the Sou
Sixteen Year Old Lawyer r.tttlo Yo
Wo CllOIlR.
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Tim UuttttrfllP' *
A + \ Lyj nbovo the incad-
& $ k r \ \ ovf Brasses.
. . . HVi Vtt ( J J Above the daisies
wM Sj q wlth lher , uo , < 1-
• - - i SVtT re en eyes
f1 * W 'T ) ? The shadow of a
- - - Vi - - cloud that lonely
Vol ? M ? passes ;
xh'Mf J walk wth you- °
T&W -andcrlnff but-
Tf terlllcs.
The freckled wlngn
that Haunt and
fall so cently
That cross before me dappling to the
skies.
The whips with fairy jewels marked so
quaintly.
Are you my childhood's happy butter
flies ?
Dear butterflies that rest upon the clover.
And joyous then In winged lightness
rise ,
You know one pathway I would fain dis
cover.
Ah , lead me home , free wandering but
terflies.
Show me what way you passed from my
old summers.
My childhood summers , under far-off
skies *
Familiar wings , you pilgrims , you light-
comers.
Home to old meadows , happy butter
flies !
On one green hill with grassy chamber
hollow.
The old , old home , the long-lost garden
lies ;
Flit not so high , too spent am I to follow ;
Yet soon I'll come , my laughing but
terflies.
And earth will place her ancient palm so
tender
A little while upon these darkened eyes.
Then soft I'll wake , the early morning
splendor
To climb with you , my old , sweet but
terflies.
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do not know enough to build oven the \ , f fl
simplest huts , so they gather grass and [ |
twigs , exactly ns a bird would do , and , / •
carry them to a thicket In the jungle | '
and make for themselves comfortable jfe '
nest homes. Here whole- families curl \
up together like so many little puppies - %
pies and sleep very snugly. As the ' i
bushes grow up around the nc3t they , %
often come together overhead . and ,
form a kind or natural shelter , but further -
-ther than this the buahman has no S
protection from the rain. There arc B
hundreds of these nests in the "bush , " H
ns it Is called in Australia , but the H
bushman , although very ignorant , never - H
er fails to find his own homo again , B
nor mistakes some other nest for It. H
And if he is taken away blindfolded M
for milc3 and allowed to go ho will M
start straight for home as unerringly Has
carried from her Hold
as a cat that has been
old home in a bag. Indeed , the bushmen - M
men possess this homing instinct to a H
remarkable degree , and in this respect H
they are far ahead or civilized man H
with all his intellect and reasoning j H
power. H
Little Yo Wo-Clmiig. H
Probably the youngest private secretary - / H
retary ever entered on the record of M
the department of state in Washington |
is little Yo Wc-Chong , the only son of H
the minister from the "Lafid of the 'j H
Morning Calm , " as Corca is fondly M
called by her native born. The small H
boy Is only 9 years old , and last autumn - |
tumn knew nothing of the English v H
language , but after six months' schooling - / H
ing he is beginning to speak and write , ) * H
and has .a greater command of the ' M
language than his father , who knows H
almost nothing of It. Unlike most of H
the rising generation , he considers it H
a great treat to go to school , and is H
Quick and bright and eager to learn. H
The little fellow has adopted the ' 1
American style of dress and is fast H
picking up the ways of young Americans - H
cans , too , though many times his man- M
ncrs would put theirs to shame. He |
is devoted to his mother , who , with ' is H
father , used very often to accompany |
him to school. Like most Coioan j H
fathers , Minister Ye Pool-Chin is very H
( Lafeiaeoalrity oappaerils iQid aside , ,
vohe. sndy nipMbown onncb • ,
\ \ ' < Snac c , wdtcbco by motW-ayes ,
] Holf rnsry ano Ralr Ana ;
fohe vskVy , 'folo . by rndtfier'-lips ,
1 yAjTO haarb with eapei * pice. ;
/Gjic cKiWi3h prater * , \jftfi fadzb narxi ) > /
.Breathed low on bendeo knee. : /
vSbe little , beb all smootn anbam _ , while pillows Joifoe. . hca - . H
okast kisses lllinp vjoim anb so f , goo6-niohtz > as so/tly said j fl
jShe canble taken Jr.rvm the. poprn f3 a. suence. * dim > anb deeo } |
JT.n6 Then one liule happy child has pom of last" to- sleep H
Oil Weill in the Sea.
Out in California they drive their
wells not only along the chore but
right into the surf. The sea is tre
mendous. The great rollers come
booming in over the beach and dash
themselves with fury against the skel
eton structures , threatening to leave
them without a leg to stand on. But
the drivers of these wells were men
of experience and knew what they
were about when they forced their
drills and pipes down into the salt sea
sands , and so they go on with their
labors serenely , taking little notice of
the bhu-terings of old Neptune.
They tell a pretty story here about
the discovery of oil at the borders of
the sea , ascribing it to the predictions
of a fortune teller , but the old oil man
who showed me about the works said
1
his attention had been first attracted
by the seeping out of petroleum
through the sands. Now and then , he
admitted , his wells got filled up with
sand or sea water , but on the whole
this experiment of invading the sea
for petroleum had been quite success
ful. The engines and the tanks , of
course , are well up on the bank out of
reach of the waves , but by means of
rope connections the pumps are kept
going , though working far out in the
turmoil of the surf.
Men Who Make Jfcsts.
It seems funny enough to read of
men who actually make nests like the
birds. Yet such men actually exist
both in Africa and Australia. The
bushmen of the latter country , who
are among the lowest orders of men.
JiM 1
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strict , and the young secretary stands A | |
very much in awe of him. He is a H
chubby little Iad.and , though not handsome - |
some , has an intelligent face. Madame M
Ye is often seen walking with her bus- H
band in Iowa circle , where their hou-e M
is situated , and it must he a gn-at M
change from the ordinary life of a Co- H
rean woman who is allowed to go cut j H
only after nightfall , when the dogs are M
loosed to clean the streets. H
Snakes That Mko Thunder. H
One of the wonders of the bare , san- M
dy plains of New Mexico are the thunder - |
der snakes. They are by no means M
common , yet they arc often encountered - |
tered by prairie travelers , especially H
before and after thunderstorms. H
Flashes of lightning and claps of H
thunder , which are so terrifying to |
bipeds and quadrupeds , seem to have H
the greatest charm and delight for ' 1
these members of the serpent family. i l
Whenever a thunderstorm comes up • i | |
they have a regular picnic. They come * |
crawling out of holes , from behind * H
rocks and rotten stumps , and enjoy |
the fun while it lasts. Their nature is j H
quarrelsome , their character fierce and Hl l
they are aggressive in a high degree . |
although their markings are very H
beautiful. They are not poisonous , H
however ; their bark is worse than H
their H
Oldest Doll in KxUtcncc. H
What is probably the oldest doll in > ' l
existence , a little figure rudely carved I H
in wood , is in the British Museum. It | H
was found in the sarcophagus of an M
Egyptian princess , who died when a i H
child three centuries before the Chrisl l
tian era. When the wrappings were H
unfolded from the body the baby fin- H
gers still clasped the doll. H
A tiger with a glass eye is at present H
n the menagerie at Stuttgart , and ' H
hooks as fierce with his giass , H
eye as
with the real one. A serious affection , H
tL ? , es canwd the beast to ! • H
didnt admire AI H
a
one-eyed tiger the
beast was put under cocaine tte fl H
useless organ removed. H
