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10 TUB OMAHA D-AIIiY.JHflE : SUNDAY , MATtOIt 8. 1890. ChaoidLtiar Harris ( Cofrluht , 1S9S. by Jnl Chandler Itnrrl * ) CHAPTER VIII. CONTINUED. ' "Come , While Plgt Como , Gruntcr , cornel" called Aaron. "Aro you then afraid ? " The crashing sound In the canes was re newed more violently than c\cr , and In n moment the while pig the terror of the plantation burst from the re ds with n grunt that was nearly a roar. " 1 dunnor what doy call him a pig for , " whispered Urusllla , "he big ernough for two hogs. " And this was true. The Whlto Pig was not fat , but ho was lean nnd tall. He was not n pretty pig by any means. There was a vicious twinkle In his eye. Ills body was nearly covered with mud , and ono of his cars was gone , having been torn away by dcgs when ho Avat less able to defend himself than now. "It Is long since I've scon you , Son of lion All , Humph ! No wonderl What am 1 ? " Aaron was about to say something , but the quick , restless eye of the- White Pig caught sight of the children , and , with a snort of mingled fear and rage , ho plunged Into the canebrake again. He ran a little way , as the cl lldren coiild BEO by 'tho shaksp Ing of the reeds , and then stopped to listen , He heard nothing but the loud laugh Aaron sent after htm. ' "Go , then ! " rrled Aaron. "Go nnd stay. In the light here your shadow will catch ' you. Go , then ! The Whlto Pig that used 'to roam these fields with mo had neither the heart nor the feet of a fox. " Presenlly. when everything was quiet , the children could see by the slinking of the reeds that the White Pig' waa coming out again. Dut this tlnifj ho came no further thart the edge of the swamp. Nothing could bo seen except his head and shoulders , and these , with ono ear gone , wcro not as pretty ns a picture. Ills bristles stooj up straight and stiff from fear or anger , giving him a ragged appearance , and he opened and closed his mouth viciously. "Humph ! humph ! " he said. "Who ara there , Son of Den All , and what trap have you set for mcj" "Some llttlo children armed with broom straws , " laughed Aaron. "Hun , White Pig * run. They will catch you , sure ! " "Doof ! " cried the White Pig contemptu ously. "The Spotted Sow goes about with her children squealing behind her. When iy.l the Sen of Den All take up that trade ? tlocf ! " - "When the White Pig became afraid of his shadow , " replied Aaron. "Then why call mo ? " asked the White PISAaron Aaron shook his head slowly. "Von are right , " ho replied. "Why should I call you at night , when I have a basket of new corn scattered for you ? " "Humph ! " grunted the White Pig. "I call you because I choose to. The1 chll drcn yonder have seen the sign ; they have been touched. They know who we are and what Wo are. Two belong by blood to the * Little Master. That Is enough for me. " "Humph ! Boot ! Son of Ben All , It 1 also enough for me. Goof ! I have sean them they hnvo seen me what more can I do ? Why should I stay ? The mud In the Bttrmp Is soft and cool , but hero the sun shines hot. " "It I had n bag of corn , " sucsested Aaron. "I say nothing. Sdn ot Ben All. I eee no e"n 5"t'd tlie. sunv shines' -hot , What am I to io " " , " f _ , "Ttfese , whr > ha.vo"noen , touched and who ImyeTseen. the slsu dr/3 hero to speak with y iyou. ' They came' tb'hear "you'toll of the tlmp t when , you and I lived In these fields together. sleeping and hiding In the daytime , and " slipping about at night. " The White Pig's bristles no longer stood up. " "Humph ! " ho grunted. "I will go wallow In the branch nnd wash the mud off. " "He's gone ter wash his face and hands an' comb his hair , " whispered Drusllla. "I ' speck ho gwHno ter come buljln * out'n dat swamp terreckly , an' den what we Kwlna do ? Ef he look hard at me , I'm gw'no ter 'all rlsht flat on do groun' an' holler loud cz I feln squall. " "Well , If you do that , " said Duster John , "ycu'll scare him , and they say that when a wild hog Is scared he gets mad. " "I do * know what I'm gwlne tor do. " re marked Drus'.lla , after a pau3 , during which she seemed to bj thinking. "But I tell you now , I feel mighty quare. Ef dey wuz any tree 'roun' here I'd climb It er break my neck tryln' . You all IB do out dolnest wh'te chlllun I over hoe-rd tell un comln * way out here from ro' pa an' ma des ter be ripped up an' kilt by a great big ol' wll' hog. " "You know the way back to tbo wagon , " zatd Buster John. "Just go there and wait till we come. You make too much fuss , any- Low. " "Gp dar by myself ! " exclaimed Drusllla. "No , sub ! You do'n know mo ! I wouldn't go 'cross dat hill dar by mysa't not fer ham ! lib , uh ! I know1 I ain't got much sense , but I got mo' sense dan dat. I wouldn't mo' dan git out er sight cr you all to' dat or Whlto Pig would have mo. He may be gwlne ter ketch me anyhow. But cf he do I'll be right hero where you nil kin see me. You done rung me , , cn ef I git kilt you all will bo do cnslon un It. Ef Marstcr an' Mlxstlss done come ter de pans whar dey want de nlggera fed ter hogs , an' wll' hogs i at dat , den I ain't got no complaints ter make. " But Buster John and Sweetest Susan were paying the smallest attention to , Drusllla. They \\ofo watching Aaron , and walling for the Whllo Pig made his appearance again. Finally Aaron turned away fromthe twamp and cameto the children , and presently they hearJ the White Pig coming up behind them , grunting nnd "goofing , " though not so fiercely as before. Drusllla turned and saw him coming , and exrlalmcd : "Dar now ! what I toll you. Ef I'd a-started to'ards datvwogon , he'd a got I me she er. do worl' . An' ho may git me ylt. " She jumped up and ran toward Aaron for protection. But ho shook her In a way to convince her that she would do well to Tteep quiet. The White Pic had gone Into the swamp , wallowed In ( he clean water of the branch , and bad then come out and gone round half a mlle to see that there was no ambuscade. .He seemed to La very well satisfied , for ) m grunted In a good-humored way as he trotted un. "You didn't tto far enough , White Pie. " said Aaron. "I forgot you were growing old. My men are hd ! behind the wagon on the other hill. Next tlmo I will brine : them nearer even to the edge of the swamp. " "Goof ! goof ! " replied Iho White Pig. "What would you have ? I am alone. You are yonder. I am hero. How do I know that the Son of Ben All remains the name ? .Humph ! let me MO for myself. Once you would go far to scratch my back till I fell asleep In the shade. Once you would shake down the scaly-barks In the woods. Now you fling corn hero and there nnd go your way. And sointelmea many guns qnJ moons come botwc-cD the baskets of corn. Do t complain ? Goofl I go Into the cool swamp and tell the red squirrels that the Son of. Ben All In sick or away on a Journey , And they gay , 'Come , ' and we go Into the woods beyond the swamp , and then the red squir rels shake down the scaly-barks and the > hickory nuts. Goof ! goof ! " - Aarou laid his hand on the Whlto Plg'a back and pastel It gently through the thick , bristles. "That la so , " said Aaron , "but you forgrt about the yams that are left burled In t'jo flold for you. You forget the goobers , ihe turnip : * , and the bank of migar cane , You forgot the corn that la scattered hero und * there for you every day when the weather t cold. " "Goof ! Why ehould I think ot thorn , Son Of Hen AIIT Hot or cold , the longuwump 'li a food trough for me , I need never coma out of It. What Is It to me If you come empty handed , so you como ? Do you i think I have forgotten the Ions nights when i X trotted through the woods with you ? Or Wlieu I ran to the sound ot your whistling ? ) r when I charged the hounds that were railing you and drove them away ? I wa.i hlnklng only of the Son ot Hen All. I am gelling very old. My tusks are yellow , and ono of them IP broken , 1 can run , but not to owlftly ns when I carried you the news Oj the gteat flro one night. No , my legs all me. " "You are old , " said Aaron. "Of all your Und , you are the oldest 1 have ever seen. " "Goof ! Humph ! Why not ? All the rest nro glad to run Into the pen when they iear corn falling from the backet. They gen n and cat and sleep until they are fat , and then some cold night you see the flres 111 , and Ihen , ona afler another , you hear the fat tools In the pen squeal. Then In the nornlng you can too them hanging by their iccls In a row. Goof ! I have seen It. Hanging by Ihelr heels , ihelr hair off , and their throats cut. Oof ! It makeD 1113 uhlver. I ww It when I was running about with my mother , and though I have gone lungry many a night , never did I go through a gap In the fence that was left for mo , and never did I follow the rest when they went to ts fed In the pen. " All this tlmo the White Pig. using his fore feet ' as pivots , turned his body flrst one way and then the ether , watching every open space , and ottcn pausing to Helen. Tliorovns an air ot wlldness about him that kept the children aulet and puhducd , "These. " sa'.d Aaron , "are my frlonds. They shall bo yours , If you choose. * ' "Humph ! What do they \van\ \ with me ? " "Wo want to hear you tell about the tlmo when Uncle Anton was a runaway , " suggested Duster John. "Goof ! Who Is Uncle Aaron ? " asked the White Pig. "Mo. " said Aaron. "Oof ! OotI" cried the White Pig. scorn fully. "Return to the swamp. Son ot Bon they had , but failed to flnd him. Their scorch became so Interesting that Sweetest Supan laughed. There wns nothing to laugh at , hut she was thrilled by the excitement of trying to flnd the White Pig and ho was not a small pig by any means that rhe had to express her feelings In soma way. and no she lai'zhod ' , At that moment Drusllla come to the digs of the thlckc-t. Hearing Sweetest Suwn lough , she grew bold enough to venture In. "What you all do'n' I like te.r know ? " she asked In n somewhat dubious tuna. "Oh , come and help us. Drusllla ! " cried Sweetest Susan , as gleefully as If she wees' ' playing hlde-lhe-swllch , or klck-thc-can. "Wo are trying to flnd him. He's hiding In hero , and we cnn't flnd him. Come en ! " Drusllla Joined the others , but not with any degree of enthus'nsm. "You nil want ter fin' 'Im lots wuss'n I does. I'm mo * fear'd cr fln'In' 'Im dan I Is cr not In fln'In' "Lot's go across the gully , " said Blister John. He ran down the bank through the thick weeds and out on the other side , fol lowed by Sweetest Susan. Drusllla would have followed , lee , but Just as she h.id reached the bottom ot the gully and started thrtugh the weeds the White Pin rose by her side with n loud grunU Drusllla was so terrified that she sank In the weeds , unable to Utter a sound. Sweetest Susan scrcamutl and Buster John was so taken by surprise , and so confused , that for an Instant ho wns undecided whether to take to his heels * dragging hlo sister otter him , or whether to Kami his ground. "Gooft-boftt" grunted the Whlto Pig. "What Is the matter here ? " With this ho walked out of the gully , , went past Buster John and Drtmllla. and lay down where the shade was thickest. DmsllU recovered almost Immediately , and , as som - THE STORY OF THE WHITE PIG. All , where we have no such name * The paths are all there. I have kept them hard and firm. Come ! " Aaron ohoolt hs head. "It Is too late. " ho said. "I belong yonder ; you belong here. " "Then I go where I belong. Ooft ! " "When you have pleased my friends. " "Tomorrow , Son of Ben All. Not now. They are too far from home. Tomorrow , when the sun stands high , I'll como through the long lane that has been closed , and hlda In the plum thicket that has been left In the peach orchard. " , "So , then , " said Aaron , "we will go. Before - fore Ions I'll como and have a race with you In the swamp. " "Oof ! Ooft ! " grunted the Whlto Pig. "You shall win if you can ! " Then Aaron and the children started back , to where they had left the wagon. The White Pig trotted with them a quarter of a , mlle or more , and Ihen paused and enlffcd the air. "Gooft ! The sun Is too bright here. As for mo , I travel la the dork. " With that ho turned and went galloping' back .Into the swamp. CHAPTER IX. THE WHITE PIG'S STORY. The next day the children were ready to go'to the plum thicket In the peach orchard as soon as they had their breakfast ; but whllo they were talking about It a now trpublo arose. It grow out of a question asked by Drusllla. "Is link A'on gwlne 'lone wld us ? " she Inquired. It was a natural and an Innocent question , but It presented a difficulty. Sweetest Susan looked at Buster John for an answer , and Buster John looked at Sweetest Susan and Drusllla , but made no reply. "Kaso ef ho ain't , " remarked Drusllla , pursuing the subject , "you'll des hatter to count me out. I'll stan' off som'ers whar I kin run an' holler when dat ar wll' hog git mad an' rip you up , but when It comes ter gwlne right whar ho Is when Unk A'on ain't will us , I ain't gwlne ter do It. So dan you got It , flat an' plain. I ain't gwlne. I watch Ills eye ylstlddy , an' tlmo I see It lookln1 red on de eyeball I knowd dat or hog wuz rank plsen when ho git mad. " Finally Buster John said ho would flnd Aaron , but Aaron was not to be found. Ho had gone oft with tbo plough hands early In the morning , and wouldn't bo back before night. Thereupon Buster John declared that ho waa goingto the plum thlckot. If ho bad to go by himself. "I'm most afraid. " ' said Sweetest Susan. "I'm witss'n datr" exclaimed Drusllla. "I'm skeercd des dry so. " "Then both of you stay where you are , " cried Butter John. Ho started off very boldly , but not without some misgivings , Looking back without pretending to do BO , ho saw Sweetest Susan coming , though very slowly , whllo Drusllla was dragging along and bringing' up the rear , quarreling and begging Sweetest Susan to turn back. Buster - tor John stopped and told his sister to come on , and waited for her , "I'll go whar I kin see how dat wll' hog do when he- cats folks , but hosses can't drag me In dat ar plum thicket whar ho hldln' , " remarked Drusllla. Sweetest Susan waa not much afraid , ecu- Ing Buster John HO bold , and Buster John wns made bolder by the fact that hla sister seemed willing to go. So they went , Dru- Bllla bringing up the roar a.ud protesting. The plum thicket grew on each sldo of a cully that had washed In the lower part of the orchard. The plum trees were small and crew very close together , and the gully was filled with a season's growth ot weeds that had not been uprooted by the ruins. So that , taken altogether , the plum thicket watt a very convenient hiding place for the White Pie. or tor any other creature not larger than a hoiro. The children approached It cautiously , an3 hesitated about entering. While they were haltlnc and considering what to do. they heard a grunt from the middle of the thicket a grunt a friendly and as familiar as If It came from a fat hog In a pen. Iteassured by this , llu ter John went Into the thicket , followed by Sweetest Susan. They went In cautiously and looked about them very cau tiously , but they could see nothing , "Ooft-gooft ! " grunted the Whllo Pig In a contented manner. "Where am IT Can't yo' flnd me ? " They looked about them with all the eyes times happens with older , and more enlight ened people , anger took the place of fear. To the surprise ot her companions , she came out ot the gully , walked straight to the White Pig , and sat down by him , so close that she might have touched him with her hand without Unbending her arm. "Humph ! " grunted the White .Pig , In n friendly way. "That Is better. The Son of Ben All brought some roasting cars before the sun came out. They were very fine sweet and juicy. Gooft ! " The White Pig smacked his mouth and blinked his eyes as If tc show how ho had enjoyed the teasb Buster John and Sweetest Susan seated them selves near Drusllla. "The flrst time I saw the Son of' Den All , " said the White Pig , "I was Just big enough to hide In the grass and run about without squealing for my mammy. I used to slip out of the swamp and run Into the woods after the acorns. The red squirrel was my friend then , and his great-grandchildren are my filends now. Ho used to * 611mb the big turkey oak , and run about on the limbs , pre ' tending to be playing , but all the time he would be shaking down the sweet little acorns. He barked at mo and I grunted at him , and we used to have a very nice time al ! by ourselves , " "Ono day , while I was out In the open woods cracking acorns , I heard some one call , 'Run here , little pig ! run quick ! ' I didn't have any better sense than to do as I was told , 0 I ran an hard as I could to ward the call. Then I heard a * zoonlng sound in the air , a loud squall , and a noise as of a tree falling. I ran right Into the hands of a big man. I was terrlbly fright ened , and I suppose I roust have squealed * as loud as I could. The big man was the Son of Ben All , and be hushed me up by tolling mo that ho called mo because a wildcat had been watching mo from the lowest limb ot the turkey oak. "Humph-ooft ! " grunted the White Pig , "Ihe only reason he didn't get me was be cause the Son of Ben All struck him with a stone just as ho started to jump. The wildcat fell out ot the tree dead. His skull was shivered. You have never seen the Son ot Den All throw a stone ? Well , that Is between you and him. I have seen him. "Ho killed the wildcat that my mammy had often told me about , and after that I came to know the Son of Ben All well , Whenever I could flnd him , night or day , 11.I trotted around with him , and that Is haw It happened that when my brothers and sisters wore shot by men and caught by dogs I raM not with them to bo shot or caught. I waa trotting with the Son of Den All. "It was the same thing , day after day and night after night , the Son of Ben All com ing and going , and t trotting at his heels or running In the bushes close by. One day , when the sun had gone down , wo were Blipping - ping behind the orchard there. The Son of Den All said he was going to see the Little Master , and I waa to wait for him. I heard a dog bark , and this made mo stop. And then , 'while I was listening , a man came upon us a white man. Ho seemed to rise right out of a dark place In the road. I dodged Into a fence corner before be saw me. and stood there listening. " 'Who ore yoUT' said the Son of Ben All , His voice Bhook a little. " 'That's what the owl said , ' answered bean white man. This tickled me BO that beI grunted before I know It. The white man laughed , too , and said ho was the Teacher of the young people at the big bouse , Gooft ! u Teacher ! There was once a school house t they called U that , but It was nothing in the world but a long cabin In the woods over yonder. Kvery day the Teacher would pome and pound and pummel the boys , and' every day the boys would go out and etono the conn and bogs. They killed a , blood cousin ot mlno. "So I said to myself , gooft ! It this Teacher Is teaching thu Little Master to do these things , I will keep out of the Little Master's way. way."Humph ! The Son of Den All said to t Teacher : 'You ought to know me. You saw me In the speculator's train , and you saw me told from the block. ' "The Teacher placed his hand on the Son of Den All's shoulder and replied. 'I came from far away , and there the people are thinking about you and praying for you. Dear that In ralnd thinking about you , and praying for you , and praying for you every day and every ulgbt. Hundred * , thousands , tens ot Hicinnmls all thinking about you and prayliiRlor you. " "Oooft-oottlir Tills Teacher talked as the man talks-tin itho little house on the creek road wheroithmpeoplo go when the bell rlnga the llttlo hoi/se with the high wooden chlmQ noy , wheroitlid boll Is. " "It Is a ! icttuich , " said Buster John. "Humph ! It may be church tor alt I know. 1 bfvvrj.iatood In the wood3 and heard the man tilkito the people , und the > Tescher talked Ju # tljke him. I don't know what else the Tp"icJ ) . r said to the Son ot Ben All , nor what the-Son ot Ben All said to him , but that tilKhtafter the Son ot Ben All had seen Iho iJuUcgMastcr , ami when we wore on our way backlo the wooda we met the Teacher again. Ho had been lo another plantation nnd told the people there how the pcopl "lnlrhl8 country were thinking about them n'nd praying for them. " 'You go too far from home , ' tuld the Son of Ben All. 'Many a negro where you'vo Loen tonight wllMell what you have said. In hopen of getting a extra rasher of meal. ' " 'Ooft-gcoft ! ' grunted the White Pis ; 'and lies meat at that. ' But the Teacher said ho would trust them. " " 'The best good night I can give you , ' said the Son of Ben All , Ms not to trust them too much or too far. ' "Oott-oof ! Now you mlsnl Tvontlcr how , I could remember such llltlo things. But llttlo things have a way of growing , and thla wao ono of the llttio things tltnt grew. Humph ! It grew like n pumpkin vine. Ono thing followed another like a sheep jumping over n 'rail on the groiind. The last Kiecp lo RO over jumps higher than a man's headSo with these thlngo I am telling you off. They grew , and they Jumped. "When we-- met the Toicher the grass won green , but It was not long before the winds began to blow keen and cold , and then the grnsa shciyel'dd and the leivoa on the trees began to till AB for me , I could lie In the fcdgo and keep warm , or I could make mo n bed ot leaves on the windward aide ot the fence nnd never know that the weather was cold. With the Son ot Ben All It was different. Not having been born frco to tho.woods and theweather1 to the four winds nnd the four seasons humph ho mutt have n flro. Ho must have a flre that could bo felt nnd not bo'seen. So ho dug him a hole In the ground , a trench ho called It , nnd In this he made his flre , nnd he seemed to bo very fond of it when the weather was damp and cold. "One night when I was returning from the yam patch to- the top of the hill , I heard horses going along the road. I knew the horses had riders , for I could hear no wheels. The fog was heavy and thick , nnd so I went close to the road to see nnd hear what I could. I slipped through the wet grass and listened. Suddenly one of the rldero pulled up his horses and cried out : " 'Lookl Look on the hill yonder ! ' "I turned to see what It was , nnd It was terrible enough tp scare .anybody. On the clouds nbove the hill was the. shadow of a man as big ns a fodder stack and as high as the tallcat'pine. . Kven the horses saw It and snorted with fear. The shadow raised I to arms nbove Us head and then let them drop quickly. I knew at once that It was the shadow of the Son of Ben AJI , but oven then I had a qunMnR fear. Suddenly I hoard another vclqe call ; out : - . " 'Whoevor"y6u ttre , come and help n , man In" trouble- , . "The Son.pJ'-Beh' Air hcard'lt , too , for the cry of the mio. fifriyiejp had hardly died away before theishadow on the clouds dis appeared nsrltt 'ind ' Dccn wiped out. 1 knew that Uic"voice that had called to the shadow was the voice of the Teacher , the man who had told the , Son ot Bon AH that thousands nnd tens of thousands were pray ing fqr him. And I wondered whether ths thousands n'uJ the tens * > t thousands wore praying for the Teacher , now that he yeomed to bo In trouble. . The Toacheri called again , and then I heard the volcLf Old Grlzzly'f sonkQeorge , tell the man to/liuih or he vould blow his bra'ns out. A " 'But I have/done nothing fn JVO11 . ITntlO- ( men. ' said thet Tfehclier , 'I have not * harmed you in the JeatstA What have you seized ms for , and whcrcWhre you taking me , ? " " 'HushAjfpu'ftnlyeUlnB wretch ! ' said Old Grizzly's sMn'/p&irge. / "You-'ve been collogu ing with tMo'nlKfecrs , and tolling them about freedom.\KU\fjjAiit \ tp raise nn Insurrection , nnd you'lt\&faUo' ( . pay f.oc < , U ! ' / i "After thaTtlfe Teacher aald'no more , and the patrol rode on. I could see , dark as It was , that they had the Teacher riding behind Old Grizzly's son George. The Teacher was tied with a rope , nnd the rope was fastened to Old Grizzly's son. All this I saw , nnd I saw guns Goof t ! the thingsthat burn and sting you from afar. It was well that my cyea were fitted for the- dark , otherwise the Son of Ben All would have been riddled. But I ran and met him , and told him of the guns. He wanted ( o slip among the horses , cut the ropes that 'bound the Teacher , and carry him otit Vjf hearing among the bushes. ' But there w'ero the1 guns ! "Then the' ' Son of Ben AH wanted me lo run ahead , get Into the road , and rush out ot the horses "when they came up , while he cut the rojies from the Teacher. Gooft ! But there wore the guns ! We heard the- men talking , and found that they were golpg to take the' Teacher to a cross roads store , called Harmony , spven miles away , and there hang him. " ' ( To" ho Continued. ) ( "qbXMIIHAMTIKS. Jaques Berff and' his brldo found them selves lost . -In the mazes of dark Chicago late at night , and were given a rldo In the patrol wagon , tota. hotel. A Mtclilgan tcket-of-loave | man relurned to his former h'ome and found his wife pledged to another/ The two men drew straws for' the woman , the ex-convict losing. He pro poses attending the wedding as second-best man. It Is announced that Mr. and Mrs. White- law Reid have offered their beautiful house In West Chester , N. Y. , to cx-Prcsldent Harrison risen In which1 to spend his honeymoon. The offer has not aa yet been accepted. There-Is an old superstition that It Is un lucky for a young woman to make the bride's cake for her own' wedding. A cooking school graduate , wh6 trlefl It once unwisely-ato a ploco of the cake just after It came out of the oven , and the wedding had to be post poned. ' A wholesale marriage ceremony was per formed In Odd Fellows' hall at Hockessln , a few miles from Wilmington , Del. , on Sunday afternoon. Bight couples of colored people were married simultaneously by Rev. William Jason , president of 'the ' State College for Col- ored Students. The ceremony was witnessed by more than 300 people. The bride-to-be of Judge Truax of the Now York superior court. Is Miss Carrie Carrlngton , who , a year ago , dlallngulshed herself as a graduate * of the law class of the University of the City of New York. A writer In the Forum say * courting arrounf ; the ndtlYcs of the Transvaal ts a novel proceeding. > A young man , having of course ask d permission ot his father to court the htndiand heart of some neighborIng - Ing damsel 3by 'aelghborlng , I mean any where within fifty miles proceeds to pur chase the meat loudly colored and decoratoJ saddle-clot In ) fort -lila - horse that ho can pos- Elbly flnd. < He will spend largo sums on this article of eqlilnaradorninont , and ono knowIng - Ing the countryilcnn never mistake a young Doer golngiloutrcourtlng. Mounted on his most splrtod/fitrl ! , he approaches the house of the fathbf j otvjila lady love. Unllko the youth of m r/9 / i , | ylizod | life , ho avoids the lady and Beolus&er father- from whom he roverentlallyi < j ss permission to court his daughter , TIWiPM man returns no answer , but consultill lsVrou ) , and the youth Joins the young falHMuNo more notice Is taken of him durlnK-jU'erj. ' & y , but If his request bo agreeable tojAlis [ Barents , when the hour for retiring corjiip vhe | molher solemnly approaches preaches thf y4UD man and maiden with a long tallowj ndlij In her hand. This aho places on tbo , table , l.lghts , and bidding Iho couple an affectionate good night , retires. This la tbo ( Taut signal to the lover that his suit ls successful. The young couple are permitted to sUup , together In the kitchen so long as the candle laets , when the lady re tires to the on.e dormitory ot herself and sitters and the youth shares the bed of the brothers or male portion pf the family. Tlio DUeovery Siivvil III * 1.1 ff. Mr , G. Callouette. Druggist , Deavenivlllo , III. , gaya : "To Dr , King's New Discovery I owe my life , Was taken with La Grippe and tried all the physician * for miles about , but ot no ayall ! and waa given up and told I could not live , Having Dr. King's New Dis covery In my store I sent tor a botlle and began its use and from the first dose began to get bettor , And afler using three bottles was up and about again , It Is worth Its weight In gold. Wo won't keep store or house without It. " Get a tree trial at Kuhn & Co , 'a drug store. WESTERN ] WOMEN SCULPTORS Strong , Hoalistio and Original Character istics of Thsir Work , GROUP PICTURE OF YOUNG ARTISTS ntnl WrlnUIPH No Wntiirii of iMntliirllnn In ( In- School of I'lnntlc Art. Chicago Is nothing It not progressive , orig inal and national. There arc no six distinc tions In Uia art ct the Windy City. Women are welcome to climb to the very summit of Olympus , providing they liavo the talent ntnl the pluck to get there. Laurel wreaths bearIng - Ing the city's crest are made to fit alt sized hoadn , with especial lightweight brands to suit delicate fcmlnlno brows. Tlifany a wlso provision , for the young women of Chicago arc doing work , both In the arts nnd professions , that li a matter of astonishment oven to their progressive teachers. Especially ly this true .In the flrst and greatest of nil nrts sculpture. Women sculp tors , until within the past four or flvo years , liavo been exceptional In any country , and In America their names could have been counted en ono hand. Since the artistic success , however , of the World's fair art In this coun try has been established upon a different basis nnd America has taken unto hcrsult an art of her own , whether for better or for worse cannot be decided In this generation. IN THE PLASTIC ART. In sculpture the outlook Is favorable and women are doing- work at once fresh , vigor- ZULIME TAFT. ous and original , a pioneer work of which bnly ganlus Is capable. Mr. Lardo Tatt , the Chicago sculptor , has f done much to develop this movement and aid In the cultivation ot the new variety of virile , femlnino ; genius that is manifesting Itself In Ihe realistic modern art Of the west. Miss Zullmo Taft , whose thoughtful face and dreamy eyes at once proclaim the artistic temperament , is a Kansas girl and a sister of Lardo Taft , whose pupil she has been for several years. With Miss Taft In Paris Is her most Inti mate friend and co-worker. Miss Janet Scud- der. Together they braved the fear of sea sickness , the horrors of homesickness and the difficulties of establishing themselves In the novel studio life of Paris. Miss Saudder'a successes In sculpture date back to the acceptance ot the statue "Nymph , " by the art committee of the In diana building. The figure was ono of Ideal JANET SCUDDEU. grace and elegance and conspicuous among the exquisite decoration of the reception hall. , She Is a western girl , born and bred In Terre Haute , Ind. , but because she believes In America and its enormous possibilities she does not refuse opportunities for broad ening her .culture and strengthening her mastery of the technique of her art. Doth Miss Scuddcr and Miss Taft are avail ing themselves of drawing lessons In the morning classes of the French mystic painter , Lew Olivier Merson. Their spare hours are devoted to serious study ot the materplcccs of the Louvre and Luxumbourg , which pleasure , however , is not allowed to enroach upon their 'professional ' work , the modeling of strong , realistic busts , that Is really the object ot the foreign trip. A MISSOURI GfltL. Miss Bessie 0. Potter , who has done so much and such excellent work as a sculptor , Is also temporarily In Paris , not with the Intention ot imitating either the classic or the French "feeling. " Miss Potter Is a little mlto of a woman , BESSIE A. POTTER. with beautiful , great brown eyes , and a man ner that Is at once simple and cordial , the manner that cornea to people who are un consciously great. Sbo was born less tuan a quarter of a century ago In St. Louis , and her quaint middle name Inehatema waa given her by Governor Allen Wright , a full- blooded Indian ot the Cboctaw nation. HUs Potter's llfe-Blzcd bust of the late Prof. Swing ot Chicago has been called by the critics one of the finest bits of modeling over done In this country. . illn Palter never Insists upon' claaslc drapery or aeathetlo gowns , but models pretty women just SB they como to her studio In their etyllnh mod ern dresses , and surely nothing could exceed the grace of outline nnd the artistic chnrm ot thcM fascinating statuettes with their In- tent'a modernity nnd dreamy realism "ln stantntifoiiH photographs HI clay , " some ono hut called them But In split rf her marked success In this line llttlo Mlts Potter Is not content to "let well enough alone. " And Iho most welcome guests to her beautiful studio In Chicago are the children who como to her as sitters. She chatters and mnkcs merry with her baby models until Ihelr hearts are won nnd they gladly give her their sv\eetc"t smiles nnd coyest glancej to bo reproduced by the pretty , clover flngera. FIIOM APPLE UIVBIl. Mlw Julia Bracken Id another ono ot Mr. Taft'p pupils who has seemingly cicpped Into full-fledged fnmo whllo scarcely out ot her JULIA BRACKKN. teens. In Chicago fame nnd wrinkles no longer collaborate. And yet Miss Bracken's miccesa did not como for the asking. She has succeeded not because of the help of the world , hut In apltc of an assortment of ob- t'taclca to bo surmounted that would have dis couraged genius oven In masculine form. Mlsa Bracken went lo Chicago from Apple River , 111. , when Just 17.- She was a dellcalo girl , without Influence or money. She de veloped her talent nt the art Institute In the evening. In the day time she earned the money to ray for that development. An Interesting story. Illustrative of Dracken's persuvorcncc , patience and In domitable will power Is told In connection with the work on her well known statue , Illinois Welcoming the Notions. " Of coursa she was delighted when she * received tl u order from the woman's board. Tha figure was to be put In bronze and she was to be paid $2.GOO for It. Unfortunalcly she received two ether orders at the same time * . She had cnly three months' tlmo In which to execute : ho three commissions and she succeeded In doing this to every one > 's satisfaction , ex cept her own. And Jiiot before the time for "casting" of the "Illinois , " she announced licr deternilnallon ot "doing It over again. " The ladles of the board remonstrated with tier , expressing tholr willingness lo .iccjpt It. But M'ss ' Bracken was In earnest. The work was hastily done and must be put aside. The new model was slowly developed , ni d the result was aatlsfaclory , oven lo the artlet herself. And well It might be , for she had sacrificed to her high Ideal _ a Irlp to Paris ; that money mot her studio expenses while at woik. She had foregone a sum mer's outing at Bear's lake , which meant so much to one In her Ill-liealtli , and In place of the tantalizing- dreams of fresh air , sun- uhlno and woods , she had , as a reality , a l < ot studio , the wetting and hammering of clay , arid only lhat fine sense of the justice of her course to console her. Today the statue of "Illinois Welcoming the Nations" Is pointed out In the rotunda of the state IIOUPO at Springfield as the "work 6f the leading woman sculptor of the west. " OTHER GIFTED WOMEN. Miss Carrie Brooks' bust ot her father Is a work at once life-like end artistic. . The modeling In head and neck Is strong and full of action , while the coat and pedestal un treated as non-essential. It Is refreshing to find an artist who Ignores the temptation ot pulling rcallsllc touches In coats , necklli ! ? , etc. , but leaves such details where they rightly belong , to the tailor. Harriet Randolph Hyatt , though working along the same line as these clever young western artisls. Is a New England woman. She was a pupil of Henry Hudson Kllson at the Cowles art school. Miss Hyatt's special talent eeems to lie In the direction of the reproduction In clay of various emotions. Sorrow , pathos or amuse ment are shown so faithfully In her Ideal and portrait busts as to glvo the Impression that the expression Is actually'the result of human experience rather than the mere handiwork of dextrous fingers supplementing genius. There Is no questioning the genius and sincerity of these young women sculptors They believe In their country , their art and In themselves. They are responding nobly to the demand for a national art , an art pos sessing American spirit and American enter prise. It remains to bo seen whether the demand - mand was a cry from the heart of the nation or temporary clamor tor a new fad. \VAIIM.\ti TO 111111)133. Don't Try in 1'Irnxc Your IliiHliiiiiiI l > y iJtrnlKlitciiIiiir U | > III * Dcii They had Just returned from their honey moon. Of course , when George settled back In his old bachelor apartments with this Inno cent little sweetheart Hitting about him like nn ever-present deity , he did not feel like stirring out of the liouso for three/ days , but contented himself billing and cooing U his heart's delight , telllns himself over and over again that he was the most hnppy man In the world , saya the New York World. On the fourth dny he thought ho IJMK > Ice I co down to the club nnd see a few old friends nnd clve them his ndvlce on matri mony , palntlnc It In glowlm ? terms. When he got back It was nearly time for dinner nnd as he eiime Into the darkened hallw.i } the sweet little bride greeted him with us much enthusiasm as If ho had been on a cruise to Bouth Africa and had Just escapee with his life. "And. oh ! darling ! " rlpplpil on the little/ bird Muttering about him so prettily , "I hnve Just been working ns hard as ever I can. I have tidied up your old library , you know , and all that , and I am sure you will tcurcely know the place. " "George'H heart stopped beating for nr Instant. "Yes , " he said , \venkly. "Yes , Indeed , dearie. I cleaned up your desk and burned up n lot of old bills for wine and stuff that you bought to Bell or commission , 1 suppose " George's eyes Krew t ussy. " and all the drawers I drew out , and a whole lot of musty old letters tied wllh lavender ribbon written to your uncle nm" grandfather. I HTlppofe , nnd full of the mos terrible Biinli Imaginable , 1 burned " Gogrgo felt himself falling against the wall , " und your nasty old yellow meerschaum plpo I threw out Into the ush barrel , and then sent out nnd bought u nice now ono for 20 cents " QeorKo wns struggling with his coat again and feeling far his hat. "Then I col'ectoV all thn actresses' pictures that the horrid thlnga had written on the back with gush to no mo of your horrid club friends. 1 suppose , and burned them In u pile " GeorKo was staggering from raininess lo- wnrd Iho door. " nnd wound lip by " Dut George hac thrown open the door and was bounding down the brown stone Btepu Iwo at a time as It lleelng 'from the wrath of the ovl spirit , not during to hear what the wind-up of Ills calamities wax. Half nn hour later ho was seated In the club window , "Is marriage a failure , George ? " asks on of his old pals , noting his preoccupied anc moody air. "Oh , no ; not as loim n a man ran keep his wife from becoming addicted to the house-cleaning mania during' the honey moon , " Badly murmured poor George. Not < < He TrilliMlVltli. . 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