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VOLUME 3,
CHANDLER, OKLAHOMA, FRIDAY, FKKRUARY Hi, 1894
NUMBER 21
'MISSING
Not timons tie sufferiu ; wounded:
Not umonir -lie peaceful do d
Not union < tie prisoners "Missing,**
That was al the meisu;e said.
Y it his nr.ot i-'iad it ovor.
until tnrou n Ber tears
Fades the do ir name she ha* called him
For these two and twenty years.
Round her all is peac? and plenty
lirik'ht and clean the yello.v floor,
Whiie tho inornin; vlories cluster
All around thu kitchen door.
Soberly tho sleek old house-cat
Drowses in his p.itcti of sun.
Neatly shines tho oaken dresser
All the mornin 'a v^ork is done
Through tho window comes that fragrance
Of a summer-harvest morn,
Fra?m uit soars from distan'. roapers,
And the rustling of the corn.
And tho rich breath of the garden,
Where the vol ion melons lie
Where the blushing plums are turnin;
All their red cheeks to tho sky.
Sit tin? there within tho sunshine,
Le iiiin in her easy-chair.
With soft lines upon her forehead
And the silver in her hair.
Blind to sunshine—dead to fra^ranco—
<>n that royal b irvest morn,
Thinking, wnile her heart is weeping.
Of her n jble-biowed lirst bo|ii
How he left her in the Springtime,
With his young heart full of 11 imo,
With his clear and ri urinv? footstep,
With his lithe and supple frame.
How with tears his eyes were brimminj
As he kissed a lasi oodby •
Yet she heird him whistling gaily
As ho went across tho rye
Missin?? why should he bo missing'
lie would llrht until ho fell
An ! if woundQd, knied. or prison ir,
Some one there would bo to tell.
Missing, still a hope to cheer her;
Saf '. triumphant he may come,
With the victor army shoutin
With tho clamor of thj drum
So throu ?h all tho days of Autumn—
in ihe eve and in tho morn
She will heir His qiiiukeuii* footstep*
In the ruatlin ; of tho oorn
Or sh" will hush tho household,
Wnile her heart coes leapin: lii.'h.
Thinking that she heirs him whistling,
In the pathway throu (h tho rye.
Faraway tnrouxhall tho Aut ma.
In a lonely. lonely -laJo,
Iu the dreary desol ition
That tho battle-storm has made,
With the rust upon h s musket— ,
In the eve and in the morn
Iu the rank gloom of the fern leaves,
Lies her noble browed iirst-born.
-Mrs. F A. Moore.
Cedar Creek.
Since the close of the war there lias
occasionally appeared in the columns
of the National Tribune more or less
adverse or favorable criticism in rela-
tion to the conduct of the army of
West Virginia at Cedar Creek, Va.,
Oct. ^9, 1804.
This corps was commande d by Gen-
eral (ex-President) Hayes, of the First
division, and General George Crook, of
the second devision. No corps had
any braver or better leaders, and no
military organization ever had its valor
more seriously tested on many a hard-
fought battlefield than this grand old
r my of West Virginia.
.>rior to the battle of Cedar Creek
General Duval had command of the
Second division,and General Crook ha I
command of the entire corps. The
position of the entire army should not
he lost sight of on this eventful morn-
ing, so big with tin* fate of the nation.
To use a military term, the army was
in echelon; i. e.. in successive step-,
thus: Army of West Virginia, Nine-
teenth corps, Sixth corps cavalry, the
army of West Virginia occupying the
southern or most advanced position,
and t ie Valley turnpike passing be-
tween tho army of West Virginia and
the,Nineteenth corps, under General
Emory. To approximate, the army of
West Virginia did not have s.uOl) ef-
fective men; the two corps on its right
had each near double that number.
Now the reader mar have sotn > con-
ception of the position an ! strength of
General Sheridan's army, and to which
may be added at least cavalry on
the right of the Sixth corps, under
Torbert, Custer and Merritt.
Four miles south of this intrenched
position was the rebel army at Fisher's
hill, under General Jubal A. Early,
which had moved down from Brown's
Gap, reinforced by 10,000 militia, and
sat down in the stronghold from which
the army of West Virginia had whipped
and Hanked them out less than a
month before.
General Sheridan had left Wright in
command and visited Washington city,
and after a week's absence had reached
Winchester, Va., "twenty miles away,"
the night before the battle.
Whether or not (ieneral Early was
apprised of his absence, on the night
* alluded to he moved the portion of his
army which he designed using for tho
attack in front as near his skirmish
line as possible under cover of dark-
less, and that he might nut arouse
suspicion or alarm in the Federau
camp.
Besides this force five rebel divisions
under \V harton, Lomax, Pcyrani, Ker-
shaw and Ramseur, were dispatched
to pass immediately tinder the baso of
the Massanutten mountain and around
the left ilank of the army of West Vir-
ginia. With such secrecy was this
movement made that the John-
nies left their canteen* in their camps
' lest their clanking against the shanks
of their bayonets etc te alarm in the
camp of the Union forces. Indeed,
the outlying pickets reported to head-
quarters the muffled murmur of a host
of troops in their immediate front, but
no disposition of troops was made to
meet the contemplated attack, and
the soldiers of the Union slumbered
on all unconscious of the fearful dan-
ger with which they were menaced.
The five rebel divisions continued
their march unt^ it enveloped the left
wing of the army of West Virginia for
fully two miles.
Such was the position of the em-
battled h «'ts at 4 o'clock on the morn-
ing of November 19, '04. The first in-
timation that the rank and file had of
the foe was a fearful yell from thous-
ands of rebel throats as they bore
down through an almost-impenetrable
fog, striking the camp endways, sweep-
ing it like an inundation, and bayonet-
ing hundreds of soldiers in their
tents. There was no alignment, no
disposition of forces to meet* tho
attack; it was like rolling up a piece
of parchment.
Now, where is general officer,
with a military training, a knowledge
of strategy and a soldier's judgment,
but will concede the point that, all
the above facts considered, the posi-
tion, without the proper disposition
of forces, was untenable?
No body of men who ever faced
death on a battlefield could have held
the position.
The details of this great and san-
guinary field have passed into history,
and "the rider who rode from Win-
chester down" helped to save the day,
turning the Johnr. . upside down,
inside out, and back again.—J. II.
Pratlier, Co. E, 91st Ohio.
The r.ypsy Soldier Was Right.
. An incident of the Austro-Prussian
war of 1860 was lately told by the
Archduke Joseph to a party of friends.
We find the story in the Neue Pester
Journal: "On our retreat before the
advance of fhe Prussian army," said
the archduke, "we encamped in the
neighborhood of a Bohemian town. I
was lodged in a peasant's cottage,
when, about midnight I heard the
sentry challenging some new comer.
My adjutant ehtered and reported that
a gypsy wanted to see me in private.
A soldiy(a, gypsy) entered, and, on
my asking what was the matter, he
told me that the enemy was approach-
ing to surprise us.
" 'The outposts have not heard any-
thing suspicious?' I said. 'No, your
highness, because the enemy is still a
long way off.1 'But Bow do you know
this? J asked. 'Come the window,
your highness,' answered the man.
'Do you see those birds flying over the
woou toward the south?' 'Yes, I see
them; what then?' 'What then? Do
not birds sleep as well as men? They
would certainly not fly about if they
were not disturbed. The enemy is
marching through the wood and has
frightened all those birds.' 'Very
well, my lad, you can go.'
"I at once ordered the outposts to
be reinforced and the camp to be
alarmed. An hour later the outposts
were fightingwith the enemy, and our
camp was only saved by the keen ob-
I a < f . .
servatiou of a simple gypsy."
Sniokcli'SD Powder.
fl lie adoption of smokeless powder
in the Italian army is likely to cost
! Italy dear. According to the France
Mil it aire the smokeless #powdcr used
by the Italian artillery has irrepara-
: bly damag 1 a large number of guns.
The powder has produced such anef-
iect upon the bores of the guns that
, some 500 have already been con-
| demned and orders have been issued
• to considerably reduce* the am >unt of
I gun practice. Enormous expense will
: in consequence be necessary to restore
the Italian field artillery to its former
state of efficiency, no less a sum than
j $40,000,000 being mentioned as the
amount required. If the report as to
funs be.ing rendered practically use-
| less through smokeless powder being
used be correct it will probably have
| an important effect on the develop-
j ment of these p wdoi s, which has re-
j eeived such a stimulus late years.
No More (Jurntions Asked.
During the retreat of the Confeder-
ates through South Carolina, at the
time of Sherman's advance, Sergeant
McD , of Western North Carolina,
was sent on detail to the town of
M , where a regiment of homo
-uards was stationed. These valorous
heroes, seeing a soldier from the front,
gathered around himǤeagerly inquir-
ing the news. "News?" said Mac,
solemnly, "I believe there is none.
Yes, there is a little, too, but it's not
of much importance. Old Hardee
burned up a regiment of home guards
at i Icr.ucvj the other day, t keep
them from falling into the enemy's
hands." No more questions were asked.
A man in Williamsburg, N. Y., has
formed a collection of the dru jis of
all countries, including Europe, Asia,
Africa, Oceanica and America, and
numbering ovor 700 examples.
THE BABY'S HAIR.
Deep hid aw:\y the little box;
Deep In my heart th • key.
So sh. ht thin,' can hold, it seems,
So much of misery
To-day, with loving hand. I kneel
Ana lift the casket lid
Weeping to see my touch reveni
The precious treasure hid.
A rinp of (fold a baby's hair!
Silken and soft and fine.
No jewels can be half so fair
As this one cur! of mine
Dear little head, sweet baby face,
God's an,'el .s loved thee so-
And I. with hitter tears replace
Tho baby's hair and go.
For hearts may break, yet day by day
Will all some burden be ir.
And more than one has hid away
A curl of silken hair
Keop fast the gold where heaven gleams;
Deep in inv heart the key
So slight a thing can hold, it seems,
Such love and misery.
(iirls Who Sigh for City Life.
We all know the girl who writes,
"I want to come to the city and earn
my living; what chance have I?" She
writes us from Timbuctoo and from
the country town where we used to
live ourselves. She can do "most any-
thing, you know," to earn money,from
painting a plaque to writing edito-
rials on the eccentricities of the tariff;
and the town where >he was born and
brought up where everybody calls
her by her first name and likes her,
where she has a sunny little room all
to herself and a new gown whenever
she cries for it, won't hold her any
longer. Now here is an answer to
that girl that a woman wrote who
knew what she was talking about.
There should be a special act of* con-
gress passed providing that this letter
should be printed, framed and hung
in every country school house, every
village seminary, every small city
high school. The woman's naino is
Martha Everts llolden. and the ambi-
tious girl of whom .she writes had
written to her.
"I felt like posting an immediate
answer and saying, 'Stay where you
are.' I didn't do it though, for I knew
it would be useless. The girl ift bound
to come, and come she will. And she
will drift into a third rate boarding
house, than which if there is anything
meaner—let us pray. And if she is
pretty sin- will have to carry herself,
like snow on high hills to avoid con-
tamination. If she is confiding and
innocent, the fate of that highly per-
secuted heroine of old-fashioned ro-
mance, Clarissa llarlowe, is before
her. If she is homely, the doors of
opportunity are firmly closed against
her. If she is smart, she will perhaps
succeed in earning enough money to
pay her board bill and have sufficient
left over to indulge in the maddening
extravagance of an occasional paper
of pins < !• a ball of tap3. Wjiat if.
after hard labor and repeated failure,
she does secure something like sue-
No sooner will she do so than up
will step som.> dapper youth who will
beckon her over the border into the
land where troubles just begin. She
\ nknow how to sew or bake or
; i good coffee, for such m\s are
liable to be overlooked when a girl
makes a care >1* for herself; and so love
will gallop away over the hills like a
riderless • -e I and happiness will Hare
■ , U ' I i \ I, lit
"Oh. no, my ljttle country maid, stay
whctv.you are if you have a home a*.l
friends, lie content with fishing for
trout in the brook rather than cruising
a stormy sea for whales. A great city
is a cruel place for young lives. It
t;:Ices them as the cider press takes the
juicy apples, sun-kissed and flavored
with the breath of the hills, and
crushes them into pulp. There is a
spoonful of juice in each apple, but
i !er is • ii« ip. 'I'lif rl < >t' w \\ «•
cess you read is in nine cases out of
ten the girl with a friend at couu* who
gives her the opportunity to show
what she can do. Without such a
friend the path of the lone girl in a
great city is a briery, uphill traik.
• •Sit Down."
Sit. down. Whether it is waiting
for the milk to boil up or the change
to come back—sit down. There is ,*i
remarkable amount of information to
be had for less than the asking on
what constitutes a good wife. Men
n< tibly uncertain on every other sub-
j •■•t have rta in a ml Iti net ■; a
here. Hut do you know, if 1 were a
.nan, I'd maktf sure of one thing, that
my wife-to-be could sit down just sit
lownand do nothing else, if need be.
a woman who, when told to "sit down
•and listen to this." wouldn't in-
variably have to "get something" be-
fore she sat down something to
thread or weave or stone.
A woman who takes time to sit down
ts pretty certain to takt time tu think,
and both her hack hair and her young-
est are better fur the thought.
There are axioms and epigrams
whkh neatly set forth the excellence
of man's helpmate, but a fillip fur the
whole of them, unless the woman
knows enough to sit down. Sitting
down is restful, it is likewise diplo-
matic; there's many a situation in life
we cuuld turn tu advantage if we unly
sat down befure it.
We sat duwn befure the schoul board
question—result, you know. We sat
down fur some time befure the fair
opened—result, you know.
We are sitting duwn in vast num-
bers befure the business of the world,
and the women uf Kansas have sat
down to some purpose in polities, but
the male human need not gather him-
self together aggressively, there are
yet Jhousands upon thousands upon
thousands, of women who, apparently,
never sit down before anything;
whether it's a husband or a sleeve
pattern, they rush in pell-mell and
grab it.
They are too stupid to be even a
power behind the throne, for they
persist in standing up, and the thrones
nowadays are built so low that if you
want to be that kind of a power you
must sit down, else you'll show over
the back. — Boston Traveler.
Federation of \\ omen's Clubs.
There was filed in the oftico of the
county clerk of Essex county, N. J.,
the other day, a document uf consider-
able interest. It is as follows:
This certifies that there exists in the
United States uf America an associa-
tion composed of about three hundred
clubs having an aggregate member-
ship of about 40,000 individuals
from the United States and
foreign countries, which said as-
sociation is known and designated
as the General Federation of
Women's Clubs, and has been formed
to bring into communication with one
another the various women's clubs
throughout the world, that they may
compare methods of work and become
mutually helpful. Constitutions of
clubs applying for membership should
show that no sectarianism or political
test is required, and that, while the
distinctively humanitarian movements
may be recognized, their chief purpose
is not philanthropic or technical, but
social, literary, artistic or scientific
culture.
And this further certifies that at a
regular meeting of the association
held on Friday, the 13th day of May,
1893, the persons whose names are
hereto affixed were elected to the sev-
eral offices provided for in* the consti-
tution of the association: Charlotte
Emerson lirown, president; .lulia
Plato Ilarvey, vice president; J. C.
Croly, recording secretary; Mary II.
Wemple, corresponding secretary;
.lane (). Cooper, treasurer; Harriet II.
Robinson, audit >r; Josephine Bates,
Octavia Hates, Julia Ward Howe,
Mary E. Mumford, Fanny Purdy
Palmer, Katharine Nobles, May
Rogers, Mary 1). Steele, and Cordelia
L. Sterling, directors.
Hon to Idve a Century.
First, live as much as possible out of
doors, never letting a day pass with
out spending at lca.st three or four
hours in the open air.
Second, keep all the powers of mind
and body occupied in congenial work.
The muscles should be developed and
the mind kept active.
Third, avoid excesses of all kinds,
whether of food, drink or uf whatever
nature they may be. lie moderate in
all thin-
Fourth, never despair. He cheerful
at all titu s. Never give way to anger.
Never let the trials of one day pass
over to the next.
The period from fifty to seventy-
five should not be passed in idleness
or abandonment of all work Her • is
wh-
at many men
re of interest
rest of bi
'I'll
ly and mind bo-
throw up their business
> private life, which in too
proves to be a suicidal
gins. Tlu
and retire t
many case*
puliey.
f During the next periud the period
from seventy-five to one hundred
years, while the powers of life are at
their lowest ebb—one cannot be too
careful about catching cold. Bron-
chitis is a most prolific cause of death
in the aged. During this last period
lest should be in abundance.
Anybody who can follow these diree
tion ought to live to be one hundred
years old at least. There is* always
thi ■ ■ enf« .rt. howevrr: f \\ ("'finno*
live up to our ideas always we can at
1« ast try our best to do so, and the
steady effort will be bringing us con-
stantly nearer them. Medical Age.
she Ki-eps ••Obey" Out of the C eremony.
In her speech before the Pilgrim
Moll ers the Rev. Anna Shaw said:
"1 never use the word obey in the
marriage ceremony. I wouldn't
marry a woman that was such a f<> d
as to promise to obey a man in every-
Uiin:/ and mean it. I wouldn't marr
a 1 i vr i •«
prom to obey and not mean it.
"There is nobody that knows s<
much about the duty of a wife and
mother or is so ready to tell what
thy know as a very young man who
has n ver tried being either one."
The physical strength of a tiger ih
nearly twice as great as that of a lion
THEIR FIRST BROTHER.
Isn't he a wonder,
Isn't he a pet?
Now we've KOt a brother,
Who never had one yet I
I,ook at his fat cheeks, girls I
Look at his treat eyes;
Wide as can be open,
Staring with surprise.
What a pretty mouth, tool
What a tluftv head!
Isn't ho a beauty.
Though he's rather red?
Wouid't ho look charming
In a velvet hutl
I declare he's lau.'hing—
Only think of that!
Won't we love and pet him!
Soon he'll try to talk;
Then, a little after.
He'll begin to wall*.
Won't he be a pleasure.
Won't ho be a joy ?
Here were we, sisters three—
Now we've got a boy
Astley H. Baldwin
The llean-Ktlij?.
January evening, some years
Dgo, a party were gathered together
in one of the grainiest houses in Paris.
It was the eve of Twelfth Day, which,
ns perhaps you know, is tho time for
much merry-making in France. If
you couhi have peeped into the cosy
drawing-room, you would have seen
upon the table there a large, richly-
made cake; and what made this cake
so precious was that somewhere in it
a bean lay hidden. Oh, a very ordi-
nary bean indeed, but a bean which
everybody present hoped the fairies
might put into his or her slice, for
whoever found it would be the "Bean-
King'' (or queen) till Twelfth Night
came round again.
Amongst he company, •however, was a
lady who declared that she did not
want her share.
"Let it be given, please," she said,
"to the poorest little boy you can find
in the streets."
It was a curious fancy, but the lady
of tin* house at once sent out in search
of such a child. Presently the servant
returned dragging by the arm a poor-
ly-clad ittle fellow of nine or so, with
hungry-looking eyes that wandered
eagerly around the beautiful room.
After the cake had been cut, the boy
took a piece, with the other guests,
and then went on quietly eating. A
few moments later they heard a shout
of joy, and there he was holding up
the bean itself for every one to see.
••'I he bean! ii is the bean!" they
cried, wondering what the fairies could
be thinking about. "He is the lloan-
King!"
"Now," they said, when he was
seated in the throne chair, "you must
choose a queen, little* one. W hich
lady here would you like to have for
your queen'"'
(Jiving a quick glance round the
room, the little fellow, to their amaze-
ment at ' nee singled out Mine. R
the same lady who had yielded her
share of the cake to him.
"Wliy do you choose her?" some one
asked."
"Because " he answered shyly
< • '• '..in'
'be-
'Lik
Ml hC I
Who is thy mother,
the
1
sadly, "I c
I was tak
ye"rs and
portrait.
not knn
id the boy, 1
ti not even remember her.
ti away from my mother
ears ago but here is her
\s he spoke he pulled a
>ld and tarnished locket from in-
side his coat.
Madame K . who had turned very
white as he finished speaking, now
thrust herself forward.
"Let me see it, please!" she begged;
"yes, look, all of you," she went on,
her voice trembling with emotion, "it
is my likeness, my own likeness! And
you must be my little .lean, whom (Jod
has given back to me!"
Then, taking the boy in her arms,
w 1 • -lie covered 1'iin witli hi ms, sin-
told her friends of how, eight years
before, while traveling with her
husband in Italy, nor baby buy had
been stolen from them. All search
ar ; inquiry at the time had resulted
in not hing, and now. after jf\any years,
and in this wonderful way, he
been r> stored to her at last.
That he was indeed her son was
soon proved beyond all doubt, and
Mine. R had cause enough to thank
heaven for the kind thought that had
pted her to give an evening's en-
• ut to the little waif. -N. V.
Journal.
A I.ittie (.irl's I'etitiiuis.
A little girl in 1" (1 in the other room
is praying to go t sleep, but lighting
t«> stay awake. "Oh, I. >rd," said she,
"make me good, and let me go in the
< Minibus to see Aunt Margaret and all
the aunts, and nic.-e-,, and mothers.
iKLl
Pr*1
Keep me safe, for I want to go and see
Aunt Margaret and see what I can see.
Don't let it hail, snow or rain, for I
v.* ant togo in the omnihur* to see Aunt
Margaret very much itidceil.andall the
aunts ami nieces and mothers. Make
me well, so that 1 can jo in tjie omni-
bus; please do. Klew grandpa and
grandma, Aunt Kate and Aunt Sophia,
and Mr. Charles Swan. Bless papa
and mamma, and make us all good, so
that we can go to heaven at last, for
Jesus' sake. Amen."
There was a short pause, and then:
the wide-awake,defiant voice went on:
"Keep grandma from dying before
she gets here. Don't let anything
happen to her. Don't let any bears
or wild beasts eat her up. HI ess
grandpa and grandma, and Mr. Charles
Swan, aud Aunt Kate and Aunt So-
phia."
Another pause, a little longer ihan
the first, and the uneonquered one
began again:
"I long for apples. I long for milk.
I long for pie. I long to be good. L
wish 1 had not that cold. 1 long for
some water. 1 long for some wine, i
long for some brown bread. I long
for some molasses. I long for some
white bread. I long to be a woman.
I thank thee that it did not rain or
snow. Give me a clean spirit. Let
me be good when papa is here, for it
grieves him to have me naughty,
and he buys me things—playthings.
I have prayed that I should go to
sleep. That makes three prayers."
A yawn, a long drawn breath, and
then silence presently announced that
the last prayer was answered, and
sleep reigned.
The Ii lug-Snake.
1 believe that the king-snake is
fouifd only in the Southern states of
this country, and it is probable, there-
fore. that many people do not know
much about it. It is treated with
some consideration in the South, for
it is really a friend to man.
It is a rather pretty reptile, brown
and yellow in color, and in most re-
spects is like other snakes. It is quite
harmless to man, but is a mortal ene-
my to other snakes, especially to the
poisonous rattlesnake and the mocca-
sin. That is why it is called the lcing-
snake.
1 am going to tell you two little in-*
cidents, which are quite true; they
happened when I was a girl living oil
our plantation in Louisiana. In one
case 1 was a witness and in the other
an unwilling participant.
Karly one morning I think it was
in the spring my brother and I were
walking in the garden, followed by
two of my father's hunting-dogs. One
of the dogs left us and began watch-
ing intently some object under a low-
branching shrub close by. Our atten-
tion was attracted to the spot, and we
went over to investigate.
At first we were unable to define
the object, and it was some time be-
fore .we could tell just what it was.
At last it proved to be a king-snake in
the act of swallowing a moccasin,
almost as large as itself. The moc-
casin was about half swallowed, aud
both snakes were quite still when wo
first observed them. We quietly
seated ourselves a little distance off in
order to watch the operation.
It was a very slow, tedious opera-
tion; the moccasin was disappearing
by inches, with long intervals of rest
between tho acts, and we grew very
tirHd of watching. At last, only a few
inches of the moccasin remained visi-
ble, when the dog, then dozing in tho
sunshine, sprang up and began to
bark. Instantly there was great com-
motion under the busfkes; the king*
snake in a few seconds had ejected tho
moccasin, and both of them glided
swiftly out of sight.
One morning, not, long afterwards,
while we were at breakfast, one of
the servants, in a tale of • Teat e . -ito-
me lit, ru ^ I into the dining-room ex-
claiming:
"Dere's a great big snake lay in*
obcr do dairy door!"
We, that is, my father and the
older children, rose hurriedly from
the table and went out to the dairy.
My father climbed up over the door
prepared to kill the intruder, but
finding a king-snake lying upon the
transom, he merely shoved it off with
his foot.
I was then about l'i years old, and,
like most children of that age, was
curious to seO everything that was
going on; so had stationed my-
self directly in front of tho dairy door.
The snake, in falling, struck with
some force against my right ankle,
and in an instant had coiled it.seh"
tightly around it.
It was but the work of a second, find
before 1 fully realized the situation
t It • snak'- be.-an to uncoil, and in a
few seconds more was quietly gli "ng
away. Philadelphia Times.
\ .Juvenile I'leasantry.
C ran I ma has often said to Tommy
Ihat when anything tells him to hesi-
tate when he is about to do wrong it
is his conscience. One day the little.
fellow eaino in and said: "Grandma, I
was going to fight Johnny Jivldy thi*
morning, but my conscience, as you
call it, said something that held me
lmcl. ' "It did?" retumod grandma.
• I suppose it told you how wicked ii
w as t" fight?" "Weu tt >, grandma
It said: Look how much bigger
Johnny Juddy is than yuu are!'*
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