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Captain Guilfoyle tells tbii story of
his younger years immediately after
graduating from West Point. He was
first sent to Arizona and bis chief duty
was keeping the Indians quiet.
MI had been there but a week, said
the captain, "when word was brought of
the fact that the Indians of the reserva
tion had gone out on the path again.
Probably as the newest man from the
Point I was given a detail of twenty
men and two Indian guidae, and ordered
to corral those savages. That night we
started for the low-lying mountains to
the west. We travelled late that night
and late the next day began to find
traces of the Indians- -an old campfire,
the carcass of a dead cow. and a loose
pny. About tea that night we ran in
to a atorm, one of those cold, drizzling
rains that take ail the enthusiasm out
of man or horse. But ai hour before
we bad found a half-dying fire among
the growth, and felt certain we were
nearing the Indiana. So we pushed on
through the mud and the damp.
"About midnight we began to wind
down the mountain side into what
earned a little, enclosed valley. The
night was dark as pitch, our horses
tumbling and clipping down the trail.
Suddenly one of the Indian guides
whom we had snt on ahead, loomed up
before me, and announced
something
till farther down below. 1 halted the
command and went on with the guide.
About a quarter of a mile down the
trail he stopped me and pointed to the
right. In the darkness I could make
out what appeared to be a campfire, the
light now disappearing, now burning
brightly as of figures moving before it.
"We went back and brought forward
the detail. Then I sent Cholly Paw,
the older scout, to gather the situation.
He crept away on his stomach through
the mud and grass, and pieaently re
turned shaking his head uneasily and
evidently greatly mystified by something.
He tried several times to eTplain to me,
but I could make nothing of his clatter.
Then I sent the second scout. In half
an hour he came back and acted in the
same way as Cholly Paw. There was evi
dently something down there these half
eavages could not explain. They shook
their heads,waved their arms in and out,
and talked unintelligibly, bat I could net
understand. So I went down myself,
resolved to locate the Indian camp,
to Eurround it with my men, and
the savages at my mercy. I planned the
whole thing as I crept noiselessly along.
As I went down the mountain side there
was no change in the fire, which arose
and fell in that uncertain way. Then a
little handful of mountain cloud pettled
down over the place for a moment and
concealed the spot. Taking advantage
of the opportunity I hastened as near
the fire as I judged safe. Then I
dropped Hat and waited until that fcg
lifted.
"When the mist floated off I could
scarcely believe my senses. With it
bad vanished the Indian campfire. Thee
I understood the mystified a'r and un
intelligible talk of the Indian guides.
Before ma stood a large shrub covered
with thousands and thousands of fire
Ays, driven there by the rain. The
constant movement! of their wings bad
produced the effect of moving figures
before a fire.
"I contented the troops by explaining
that it was a deserted cauipa nd pushed
on rapidly eo as to overtake the Indians
the next day.
"The guides could not describe it and
I never told the men at the fort. If I
had it would have meant an exchange
in a week.'
It was during the early prosperous
days of Brownville. They were named
Crane and Taylor. Both were tall and
slim, dressed in light checked suits and
soft hats. And they were agents of
rival insurance companies.
The two men had comn to attend a
wedding in the little town, Taylor as a
friend of the groom. Rut each was ig
norant that the other was an invited
guest to the affair. Each thought that
the other was in town simply on busi
ness. After dinner the two guests, of course,
fell todiBCuaiing the merits of their re
spautive insurance companies. They be
gan peaceably enough, but jealousy and
rivalry stood behind their chairs and
urged them on. The discussion grew
heated. Angry words, a blow, and on
lookers stopped a disgraceful scene.
That evening at the wedddiug they
were introduced to each other as
strangers. Hut Crane's black eje and a
long strip of court plaster on Taylor's
cheek went unexplained.
Perched high up on the mountain
side and overhanging the green valley
like a swallow's nest, is the convent of
the Sacred Heart. The high road hugs
the precipice below, winding in and out
until finally lost in the green of the
distance.
Standing in the cloister tower were
two sisters. The morning breezes play
ed fitfully with their faintresees and
brought the color to their cheeks. But
they were silent and there was a far-
away look in their eyes.
A gay coaching party passed along
the road below. The brilliant colors
caught the sun-light. The post horn
echoed up the hill to the tower. The
sisters silently followed the party with
their eyes. As they turned away tears
glistened beneath the lashes.
The coach horn sounded fainter and
fainter among the trees and was finally
drowned by the SDlemn ringing of the
cloister bell.
The "new boy" sat at the end of the
pew. He was a larger fellow than the
rest of ui. Frecklts bridged his nose.
His hair parted nowhere in particular.
He wore a blue check suit and a paper
collar. The buttons of his coat were
dangling by the threads.
He leaned over and showed us a
"striking watch" the bell in the back,
the hammer, and the whole arrangement
and he was our friend at once. Then
he wound it up, set the hands at five
minutes of twelve, and held it before the
whole row of us.
We watched the bands with rising ex
pectancy, our heads crowded close to
gether to see the better. We could
hardly contain our laughter. But not
a muscle played on his face. The thing
went off, striking with slow, hollow
sounds. One couldn't hear the ringing
beyond the seat, but it "jras enough to
set off the whole row of bojs. Bob
giggled, Georgb laughed. Then Will
gave a loud roar and poked me in the
sides so frantically I rolled on to the
Moor.
My father reached round and brought
me up with a jerk. I glanced at the
'new boy. There was an expression of
shocked surprise on his face. And his
fingers were just leaving his vest pocket.
A child asked her father for some
Sunday school money, and he gave her a
nickle plugged with lead.
"What a funny money.' she said, her
bright eyes catching the tlaw.
"Oh, its all right for church," said the
father, and the child went on with sun
shine in her heart. She thought no'.h
ing wrong. Why should ehe? Her
father had given her the piece.
She diopped the nickle in the collec
tion with kind, childish thoughts of her
parent. Bnt the defective coin was
found in the counting and a serious talk
from the superintendent followed. It
was a terrible sin, he said, the palming
off of bad money as bad as counterfeit
ing. Whoever did so was a sneak and
a coward. Such a person was a criminal
in the eyes of the law.
The child did not understand it all
just enough to know that her father had
done something wrong. Tears came in
to her eyes, stifled sobs beat her throat.
Her father! She could not believe it of
him, and yet it must be so. She weal
home with a strange tugging at her lit
tle heart. She could scarcely look at
her father. She was learning the world.
But with the first lesson a little heart
string had given way.
It was the last half of lh-j ninth and
our fellows at the bat. The Mugvilles
were eight and we were six. There
were two outs, but by some lucky chance
we had managed to fill all the bases.
So much for the prelude. Now for
the story of Mugville's defeat. The
scorer sung out. "Dempus Davis." We
groaned and the crowd groaned, for
Dempus was a "puddinV He was per
fect at "short," but not a batter, and the
Mugville pitcher knew it, for already
during that game Dempus had struck
cut four timer. The whole Mugville
team knew it. It was their game. They
eveu began pulling up the bags, and the
center fielder started to come in.
The pitcher tossed up an ersy one, a
straight "baby ball." And Dempus
fanned the air like an infant and missed,
The next was high above his 'head, but
the boy was rattled and beat wildly at
it. The third was an "in," a mean,
twisting, wriggling thing that seemed
about to take the batter on the throat.
The boy saw it and turned pale. Then
something happened. Dempus struck
but never knew exactly haw it all took
place. The ball shot with a low drive,
straight over the center fielder, who had
come up nearly to second, and rolled
and bounced and finally lost itself in the
grass.
The three men came in like mad
amid the roar of the delighted crowd,
Dempus made a home run and the game
was ours, ten to eight.
Dempus Davis was the hero, the
savior of the game that day. He watt
carried about, praised, petted, treated to
everything.
But Dempus has nevsr made another
hit since.
H. G.SHEDD.
One finds the expected variety in the
contents of the American Monthly
Review of Reviews for June. The sub
jects of te sugar tariff, a sixty years'
retrospect of the British empire, the
recent visit to the United States of M.
Brunetiere, the French critic; the de
fective eyesight lately developed among
American children, and the movement
for the pensioning of school toachern,
are treated in special articles. The edi
torial department entitled "The Pro
gress of the World," covers such topics
as American intervention in Cuba, the
relation of Hawaii to the sugar question,
the use of money in politics by corpor
ations, the enlarged metropolis of New
York, the fate of the arbitration treaty,
European alliances and the Greco-Turkish
war, the future of Greecj.etc.
The real cause of joung Logan's fail
uretogetthe Austro-Hungarian mis
sion, says Town Topics, was his pen
chant for docking horses' tall. While
his magnificent stock farm near Youngs,
tiwn, O.. was absorbing his attention
and Papa-iii-law Andrews money, the
Ohio legis'ature passed the anti decking
billmaking it illegal to amputate horses'
tails, even at fashion's mandate. Wil
liam McKmley was then governor of the
state and his signature made the bill a
law, much to Logan's dipgust. How
ever, he was able to circumvent the law
by taking his horses across the Penn
sylvania line, only five miles or so from
his farm, and doing the dozking there.
Of course, thi9 wast inconvenient at
times, and, with characteristic impul
siveness Logan wrote a very saucy let
ter to the chief magistrate of the slats,
expressing his opinion of the- latter's at
titude toward the caudal imputation of
horses. McKinloy never forgave or for
got this, and, when Logan's name was
advanced as United States minister to
the court of Vienna, his way for revenjra
was clear.
Young Logan's standing in Russia
was very good before the "Moscow
function made him prominent. He had
already been in the Czar's domaiu and
wan well known to a large element of the
nobility. Ilia standing as a horseman
attracted the Czar's attention, with the
result that, at the close of the Colum
bian Exposition at Chicago, the horse
tent thither by the Czar were confided
to Logan for safe keeping at his Youngs
town stock farm, where they lemainnd
for wmt time.
Sutton & Hollowbuth have invented a
cough drop. They call it the S. & hL,
Sutton etc Holiowbuth, and it is a good one
Stop and get one on your way to the
theatre. It will save you a spasm of
coughing.
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