THE OMAHA SUNDAY HKK: nKCKMHKU 17. 1911.
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SERENADERSOFJHE DESERT
Jackals Fill the Nights with Fearful
Discord.
HIDE AWAY DUBDra THE DAT
e Discernible Hiding Flare la the
Desert, Tet Xo Out Em Gets
Isht of the Prowllns;
Beasts la Daytime.
By IVES IIEDIX.
The Famoaa Snrdltk Explorrr.
Imagine that by some miracle you
wore suddenly set down In the ossls of
Tebbes In the middle of the Persian
desert, where spring a -grove of 100.000
palms to Invite to rest and refreshment.
How you would wonder at the strange
serenade which sound through the clear
desert all every night.
Tou are sitting outside your tent read
ing by the dwindling tight, then you look
up from your book and listen and you
feel a strange fear creeping over you
as you are sitting there atone. But every
night the same serenade is repeated as
surely as the sun goes down, and gradu
ally you grow used to It until at last
you do not notice It at all. -
It is only the Jackals singing their even
ing song. The word jackal Is Persian,
and the- Jackal is the original ancestor
of the dog, the cousin of the wolf and
the fox. It is yellowish-gray in color
and not very large, ha pointed ear and
small, lively, Intelligent eyes and carries
Us tall straight, not hanging like the
wolf. It la a beast of prey and prowls
during the night It Is not particular
about Its food, but loves grapes and
chicken above anything. If It cannot find
anything els it eata dates and plunders
the palm trees mercilessly. I was as
surprised as I was angry when one night
jackals broke Into our garden and stole
our only rooster right In front of our
dogs. We were aroused by a areadful
noise, but In the tight with the dog the
jackals carried off the victory and the
last w heard was the death cry of our
poor rooster in the distance.
Ood know where the beasts keep
themselves as long a the sun is up. In
our text books of natural history, we read
that the Jackal hides In caves, but I have
never seen a cave anywhere In the oasis
of Tebbes, and still the Jackals came
around every night In scores. They are
as mysterious as the desert itself; they
are everywhere and nowhere. Many time
I hoped to scare up some of them during
my expeditions In Tebbes, and never saw
an animal of any kind, but when twilight
cam they stood all around my tent and
mockingly asked If I hd no more
roosters. '
jm suon as me sun is aowp ana twiugnt
lowers it veil and the palm go to sleep
longing for the return of llKht. then be
gins Quite close by the serenade of the
jackals. It sounds like a short broken
laugh, rising from tho deepest base: o
the highest treble, like a moan tliat rises'
and swell until it i nswered by an
other crowd orf like the fry of a hundred
scared children. I con ' describe i ( p(
better. ' It' rolls acrocs ilia oaal. like
mighty wave. The howl of the jackal Is
the voice of the desert; It criea for food.
"Comrade we are hungry." they howl
at each other, "let us go hunting for
prey." Cautiously they sneak up to the
oasis, . quick an lightning they Jump
; across wall and hedge and find their
, way, everywhere,.. , if chickens .bad , the
'least' bit of brains, they would bide under
friendly roofs as. soon a they heard the
evening sonar of 'the jackal. ' " - . '
What kind of crimes have they not com
mitted, these robbers who are found any
where from Cape Verde, tho . green
promontory In the extreme west of the
old world, to the center of India. Their
history goes back almost as far as that
of the palms. Their homo Is not limited
to the quiet desert. When the regimental
band plays in front of the clubs near the
summer residence of the viceroy of India
at Simla, you need only put your bead
outside the window to hear their moan
ing, barking and howling.
And these beasts are by no means
harmless. In the year 18S2 no lea than
359 people in Bengal were killed by Jack
als. It Is awful when It goes mad. The
last boundary commission In Belstan had
reason to learn this. Ono night a jackal
sneaked into the camp and bit a sleep
ing man in the face., lie died six weeks
later. Others sneaked in to houses of the
natives, concealed themselves there and
waited for a chance to bite. But the
most terrible event happened during a
cold winter night when the storm was
howling, raising clouds of dust, and a
jackal sneaked Into the English camp. It
crawled Into a tent where several men
were sleeping. They jumped Up end
fcnaU hed their arms. The camp consisted
f three divisions and several hundred
dromedaries. In the darkness it was Im
possible to locate the jackal but you
heard a row now here, now ther, the
dromedaries roaring with fear and des
pair and at dawn It was found that seventy-eight
of them had been severely
bitten. They were separated from the
rest and. when they all developed hydro
phobia, they were Jtllled. Goats and dogs
that had been bitten by the Jackal were
shot immediately,'
Twenty years ago I myself had an ad
venture With one of these beasts. With
two servants and several noises, I was
riding through the Interior of Persia to
wards the shore of the Caspian sea and
stopped one night In a village In the El
nur mountains. A the caravanseiy was
notorious for Its poisonous vermin, I de
cided to camp In a garden, the fruit trees
and poplars of whiih were protected by a
high wall without any door. To get Into
the garden, you had to' scale this wall,
la the evening my servants went to Xhe
lllage. while I wrapped myself In my
cloak and blankets and soon fell asleep
Vi i A n M.. In. r . . .
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probably a couple of hours when I was
awakened by a scratching sound coming
from two leather cases containing what
was left of my supper, bread, honey and
apples. I sat up and listened, but could
hear nothing but the babbling of a brook.
It was too dark to see anything and 1
laid down and fell asleep once more. A
little while afterwards I was awakened
by the same sound. This time 1 got up
and saw half a doxen Jackals d sappear
Ing among the trees. There waa no mora
sleep that night, for I had all I could do
to keep the boasts away. As soon as I
laid down, they crept up oloee and
scratched at the cases, and, when 1
struck at them with my riding crop, they
run away, but they soon discovered that
I could do no harm and came closer.
Then I happened to think of my apples
and threw these at them until I had no
more left. It was a dreadful night: It
seemed like an eternity, but at last It
began to dawn and the Jackal disap
peared over the wall. Later In the day
I was told that the Jackal her were
very dangerous and often attacked people
aod aiaoo then I let my servants eleo
near me.
While I am speaking of such uninvited
guests, which ax always near when In
bahara, a Hoc or In eastern Persia a
panther hag klllsd Us pre, I must not
forget the hyenas, the ether denlxens of
the desert. A Strang beast Is the hyena,
neither dog nor cat, but rather a eros
between and bigger than both. Its color
fs a dirty grayish brown with black
tripe or pota round head, black
snoot and eyes and hind legs so short
that It back slopes backwards. The
hyena too goes prowling at night and
In western Persia comes from 1th hiding
places down to the caravan trails to
look for dead horses, donkeys and camels.
If the dead are not hurled deep enough,
It digs up the bodies, for It lives almost
entirely en putrid flesh.
Aroad In Persia, a elear moonlit sum
mer night An exhausted camel drops
and lie on the ground a dark lifeless
mass. The body emits a dreadful stench,
but the hyenas like this. They come out
of their holes, their hoars barking comas
closer, then they growl and stare across
the plain In all directions. For days they
have eaten nothing. Now they scent the
camel and rush towards It With their
long teeth, they tear open it belly, dig
their flexes deep Into the bowels and eat
voraciously. A few vultures sit watch
ing and waiting. Suddenly tlie hyenas
stop eating. With their feet In the belly
of the dead camel, they raise their heads
and listen, aft staring tn the same direc
tion. As soon a we com riding up in
the moonlight they disappear like shad
ow Into the desert, but as soon as we
have passed they are back and continue
their feast to disappear only at dawn.
PARENTS ARE TOO INDULGENT
Too Mark Hensekold Tasks Make
for Improper Training; of
Children.
There 1 an article In the National La
bor Tribune which begin with th state
ment: "The trouble with most of the
women tn th world I that they hav
too much to do. They are not able to
specialise In one thing." That Is a truism
with regard to most women In moderate
circumstances. The rich woman assumes
burden not necessary to be borne, and
therefore needs no sympathy. But there
Is a vast army of wives and mothers, as
there are of husband and father, who
ax burdened wtth care and responsibili
ties almost too heavy to b borne. When
there are no children In the family, life
Is seldom a grind, for man and wife, as a
general thing, can get on without undue
labor. But American parents, are, aa a
rule, Indulgent and wish their sons and
daughters to hav all th privileges pos
sible, and they very often exceed the
proper limit of toil and self-sacrifice that
their children may pave every wish grati
fied. Th American father, as sons-and
daughters graw up around him, easily
falls Into the feeling that young things
ought to be happy, and often goes with
out a needed vacation and wears a shab
bier coat than ha should, that they may
enjoy themselves. The mother, a far a
labor goes, has a still harder life, for she
gradually . assumes every cere and re
sponsibility In the house. Everything Is
so expensive that she not only goea with
outIlk her ' husband, but endeavors to
take the place of th dressmaker and
milliner. i
Perhaps she formerly employed a maid,
,biit now she suddenly ascertains that as
she spends so much time sewing for the
girls she needs th exercise that' house
work gives. She may find no time to go
out among her friends, as she used, but
she can always arrange for her boys and
girls to Invite their friends to a little
Spread, ."young things need enjoyment'
and so It 'goes. Both father and mother
are actuated by the best of motives, but
they make a mistake in assuming all the
cares of life and asking nothing in return
from their children. Sometimes they find
their boys and girls grown selfish, and
accepting the sacrifices of their parents
as a matter of course. Well, the parents
are to blame. Sons and daughters have
their home duties, and a rule If their
fathers and mothers expect them to per
form them they are all the happier. If
the children are selfish, the parents hav
made them so.
HOW TO LIVEHUNDRED YEARS
Hetty Green Prescribes Good Con
science, Good Appetite and
Good Will.
Mrs. Hetty Green, the richest woman
In the world, on her seventy-seventh
birthday anniversary, November 21, ex
plained how to live to be 100.
"I have never gone up Into the cob
webs," said Mrs. Green, as she seated
herself in a chair beside the desk of her
son, Colonel E. H. It Green, In their
office on the sixth floor of 111 Broadway.
"You can rely on me for the truth and
common sense, I can tell you how to live
to be 100.
'To live to any good old age, I would
prescribe for young people the possession
of, first, a good conscience; second, a
good appetite for th best food, plaloly
cooked, and. third, good will to others.
"If they will follow these rules they will
live as long as they want to."
Mrs. Grsen chuckled as she tontied the
strings of her oonnet and said:
- "Why, I hav just saved one of the
most expensive funerals in New York.
This person I cured, as I have cured
many others. I suoceeded In gstting her
Interested again In life.
"You asked me how I feel thla morn
ing. Well. I've got th spunk of twenty
men and feet five years younger than on
my last birthday. Much of my present
good health I ascribe to the presence near
me of my son, who Is a great help to me.
"Most of my girlhood friends have gone.
Even the two doctors who In 1865 said I
eould not live out that year, have passed
away. Four of the trustees of my father's
ektate have died, and goodness knows
how many lawyers who wanted to advise
me have been taken from earth.
"As every one knows my aunt and my
father died within nine day of each
other. I was scheduled to follow soon.
But God has spared me, and I am very
grateful. Do I believe In doctors?
"I believe in them to a certain extent,
but 1 believe that 'work will cure almost
any ordinary malady."
JOY IN RENTJM PARIS FIAT
Ttkej Only Three WrrVi to Si jn All
Papers Required.
FRENCH WORKMEN DELIBERATE
All Forms Dot fros Ties of Cnnrle.
saaa-n and splendid Old Artisans
Lend Flavor of Distinction
to Every Job.
BV VICTOft ACBIRTIX.
It has been said that you don't know
Paris until you have tried to rent an
apartment there. If you hav -not been
in the hands of Paris mechanic and
telephone laborers and Insurance agent
for two month you do not Knew th
French, the trangBt of all nations.
A perosn ' who stops tn a hotel here
for two weeks, attended. by .. obsequious
waiters, sees the sight, visits th theaters
and spend the night rhanitg in liter
ary cabarets, does 'not know the first
thing abotnv Parts. Tt is fust the same a
If a person would assert that th knew
New Tork bo causa he had visited Central
park, the Metropolitan Museum of Art,
Oram's tomb and walked down Broad
wsy. You must first try to hav a stov set
up In Paris, then you will know these
people with their charming helplessness,
their stubbornness and their Incredible
conservative clinging to everything that
Is old.
To rent a flat tn Tarts consist chiefly
In signing papers. For three week I
hav been doing nothing but signing my
name to scores of pspers, several scores
a day. When I pass by the concierge the
honest man asks tn. to step Insid hi
lodge. Here the paper are arranged In
a long row ready for my signature.
Papers concerning th gaa meter, th
electric meter, the security of the rent,
the Insulator, th condensator. documents
stating tny rights to th bath tub, the
water faucets, the stove, the stovepipe.
th stove doors. Everything to be filled
tn and signed In three copies.
Sign Wlthoot Reading.
Without reading a word I sign every
thing, beginning from Jhe left and work
ing towards the rights I am a man of
Quiet habits and my favorite readings are
the works of M. F. Quantlllano. What
do I know about your condensatorsT I
don't even know what a condensator I tn
English, and I have no wish to quarrel
with anybody. One thing only t notice,
that all these ,- bureaucratia ceremonies
must date from the day of Charlemagne.
Because you had to give security If you
wanted to have put tn electric wire at
the time of Charlemagne, you must con
tinue to do so today.
As for my telephone, eight men In blue
blouses have been working on It for four
weeks. They arrive every day, these
eight men, all together or In groups, look
through my flat knock a little on a wall
nd leave. They hav placed rope lad
dor from the yard to my apartment,
which I situated on the sixth floor, and
they, climb leisurely up and down this
rope ladder as tf they rather enjoyed It.
It looks very dangerous and all the neigh
bors as far as the eye can reach watch
them from their windows.
Unfortunately they don't agree, these
eight men In. blue blouses, but In genuine
French way they have divided themselves
into faotlons and parties. A radical
group energetically maintains that tny
telephone must b made ready for use
before Christmas, which Is still six weeks
off, while a moderate group warns
against such reckless., rashness and In
sists that the problem must no inor
oughly discussed. I am very curtoua to
see which of the parties will win.
Two Splendid Old Time Killers.
On day a lock had to be repaired. My
servant girl went down for the lock
smith, who really appeared two weeks
later. There appeared in fact two lock
smiths, two splondid eld gentlemen with
merrily twinkling eyss and th beet talk
er I over heard. They placed a tot of
Instruments on the floor, lighted two
candles and examined the keyhole. They
did not succeed In opening the door, but
they were so pleasant and entertaining
that I gave them a good tip besides their
well-earned wages.
There are people I know who would
have grown Impatlont at all this. But
honestly, what do all these trifling every
day comforts mean; door handle and gas
ranges and bath tubs? Is tt not far more
Important to take life as It Is gracefully,
to think of higher subjects than leva
tors? The old question still remains;
what Is the more Indispensable, the rose
or the potato? A question which ought
to be solved by a world-wide symposium.
Still you cannot help feeling a certain
anxiety: "How would it go la aa of a
war? What becomes of this charming
leisure when once all kinds of perils and
excitements crowd Into a short hour?"
The French are a noble and brave peo
ple, as all the world knows. Whoever
has seen them during the recent eventful
days knows that they would all have be
come one solid body from th most radloal
rod all st to the camelots du roL 'This Is
Indisputable. It is a pity, however, that
wars are no longer won by bravery, but
with railroads.
Hopes for n. Fall-Down.
The days of the battle of Fontnoy are
over, when the French attacked the Eng
lish front with glittering swords. Good
horsemanship and personal, courage are
no longer all-Important, but all-Important
It may be that on Thursday next at 7
o'clock la the evening 6,000 bags of oats
are lying ' at ' Vaucouleura. And here is
where I think they will fall.
t have seen three weeks spent in fall
ing to connect my telephone how sre
you, my French friends, ever to put up
your telephone over night, during a time
of excitement and overstrung nerves?
It Is not easy to feel at home In this
strange country. But when you do be
gin to feel at home, how cosy. Isn't tt, to
live on the sixth floor above all the
world an old leaning house, an apartment
like a foxhole with nooks and corners and
Backache
Is only m of ssany symptoms whiek mom women ea
darn through weakness or diiplaoom.ot of fas wanly
organs. Mrs. Lizxi Whit oi Memphis, Ten., wrote
Dr. R. V. Pierce, as follow t
Al rinses I was hardly able to bo on nay foot.
I believe I bo every pain and sob woman
coold have. Had j very bad ansa. Intern!
organs were very snook diseased and sny beck
was very weak. I suffered great dooj wtth
orvon koadoehe. U foot, 1 watered nil over.
This woo any eenakdon. wfati I wrote to yoo for
. odrio. After Ukiog year Favorite lroari
Hon ' for ebomt three snontno ooo oaf tho nay
koalth wo never better. "
closets snd corridors, with a floor that
goes up snd down like the foothills of the
Catskllls. i
And there Is a balcony as long and
wide as Firth avenue. Here I am walking
forty meters about the noisy olty. In the
distance the lights of the church of the
Sacred Heart are shining above Mont-
martre and In the streets below black-
tyed maidens or hurrying along wtth
their boy-like walk, now fssliionable,
which I ilk so much.
Man n n llenelnede.
"Shall w not rsrry oit this fight until
w-e have mere-man rediieed th a heml
pode?'' eald the suffragette orator.
"We shall. But what ha hemlpode,
anyway V snoke tin one nf th m.
lsr. . ,
'The blark-necked hethlpode Is a bird
Shout the dsn of a unarm that livoa in
Madagascar. A friend out there sent me
a pair of them. Th male hemlpode alone
sits on the neat of eggs and hjtu-hes the
young una tasee rare or them until grown
up," the orator explained.
"Wouldn't that be lovelv?" tTrlilmml
one of the andtenn."'
"There ore birds down in Pouth America
called groove-billed arts. They build a
large communal nest of stlelfs, and sev
sral feraalea.au. on the zuain uinmuiv
so that their conversation need not stop
because of hatvhlng. I'd Ilka to have a
vote as to which Is the more popular,"
said a daring man nen the door:
But he dldn t wait for a -vote. New
Tork Sun.'
Voleoo of tho Slant.
"Msrls, you're going to be late for the
opera again, an usual."
"Well, good nlulit, Mrs. Jtpes. We've
had a splendid time. Good liliiht."
"Good night. Come ssnln. Good night.
Got everything. Well, good niRht."
"Good night. You must come and see
us soon. Good nluht."
"We will. Isn't this your umbrella?
Well, good ntRTtif."
"No, w didn't bring snv. Good night."
"Good night. We've enjoyed jour call
ever so much. Good nluht."
"Good nlsht."
"Good night" Chicago Tribune.
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Only two days remain Monday and Tuesday
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