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Till) Carlerol Express. CORNELIUS WIiiLINGHAM. Editor. For the cause that needs assistance, For the wrong that needs resistance, or the future in the distance, And the good that we can do. Bartersvlle, : : Georgia. THE WARMER WBEDETH A LI„ it * * _ Mj lord rldas through his pair gate, Mjr lady i weep* along in at* J The sage thinks long on many a thing, And the maiden muaee on marrying; The minstrel harpeth merrily, The sailor plows the roaming sea, The huntsman kills the good red deer, j And the soldier war* without a fear; But fall to each whate’er befall, } I•;f The farmer he must feed them aIL Smith bammereth cheerily the aword, * Priest preachetb pure and holy word, Uaine Alice worketh broidery well, t j Clerk Richard tales of love can tell. The tap-wife sells her foaming beer, Dan Fisher fishes In the mere, And courtiers ruffle, strut and shine, |, s }. While pages bring the (Gascon wine; But fall to each whate’er befall, The farmer he must feed them all. [ bra ■ ■ Man builds hie castles fair and high, A Whatever river runneth by, Uw Great cities rise in every land, Great churches show the builder's hand, Great arches, monuments and towers, Fair palaces and pleasing bowers, Great work la done, be’t here and there, And well man worketh everywhere; But work or rest, whate’er befall, The farmer he must feed them aIL ~ Char let O. Leland. 1 UV A BRAVE ACT. ri ■ ‘ the many frontier army posts isY one known as Camp McDermitt, ir Nevada, located upon the stage-road from Winnemucca to Boise City, and distant some eighty miles from the line ‘6l the Central Pacific railroad. ft is near the mouth of a little ravine In the very heart of the Winnemncca hunting-grounds, and the Indians of that tribe, governed by a chieftain of the same name, made their headquarters at the time of this occurrence within a mile of camp upon a small stream. Peace reigned, and the red men, with their squaws and papooses, were ac customed to make tri-weekly visits t< the camp for the purpose of receiving from the quartermaster the rations al lowed them by Uncle Sam, of bread and neat. The usual force at the post was about ■ixty men, and, in 1869, a single com pany of cavalry, commanded by one Capt. Wagner, was in occupation of Mc- Dermitt. The other officers of the com pany were Lieut. N , a young man, and the surgeon. Winnemucca, Chief of the Indians, was the father of a daughter who pos sessed wonderful beauty and a fine mind. Desiring to fit her for a position in civ ilized, rather than savage life, the sa ' chem had sent her to San Francisco, where •he had received a thorough educa tion. Returning to her father, he had ob tained for her, through the assistance of his many friends among the whites, the position of interpretress at McDermitt. In 1869, she was stationed at that post in quarters of her own, a well-dressed, handsome woman of about 22 years of age, receiving a monthly salary of S4O in gold. With all the arts of her wily nature the girl sought to win the affections of the only bachelor officer in camp, whom we will call Lieut. Nemo, and within two months the young fellow openly avowed his intention of making Sarah Winne mucca his wife. 1 His Captain, as became him, argued against this strange mesalliance, but, finding Nemo thoroughly in earnest, and waiting only for some passing minister to tie the nuptial knot, he dropped the matter, and would have given it no fur ther thought had not his attention been shortly thereafter jailed to it in anew and startling way. While the lovers yet awaited the com ing of a minister, the wife of the sutler, whose store was just without the limits of camp, informed Capt. Wagner that she had discovered a plot among the Winnemuocae to murder the garrison, sack the post, announoe Sarah Winno muQoa as their Queen, and begin a war of extermination against the whites throughout all the plain country—and fjieut. Nemo, carried away by his infatu ation for the Indian girl, hkd agreed to join the savages. So monstrous was the story that at first the Captain refused to believe it, but in hurried, frightened whispers the sutler’s wife told him that she had over heard the plan discussed by the Lieu tenant with some warriors beneath the store-window the evening before, and at last the officer was forced to admit that the danger aotually existed. “ When will this plan be put into ex ecution ?” asked Wagner. “ To-night, t moonrise !” returned the other. “ I dared not go to your quarters, sir,“ to tell you of it, but had to wait Until you came here. The Lieu tenant is on duty, you know. He will. C4ll in the sentinel, house the guard, spike.the howitzer, and then the Indians mil come !” i. I—and it waa already dusk 1 The commapder’s voice was steady as hi* remarked, “Very well. We will be l a|T^ V *° r iem ‘ Show no signs of fear, * keep-within .doom after dark, and by remdj to fly, If necessary. SpeAk to ab on of what you have told me, ’j Thlfc, %conoernedly smoking, lie left the store and pAcceded toward camp. Supper was offer, and some of the men were lounging about the parade-ground as the Captain entered. Quietly calling a trusty to his aide, he said: • “After guard is placed, and just be fore moonrise, which is at 11, take four men, with their arms, and go to the stables. Close the doors and remain until morning. Open to no one but myself. Do not . communicate your duty to any except those whom you take with yon.” The man touched his hat and moved away. This was to prevent the false Lieutenant from stealing the horses, should he choose to attempt it, instead of capturing them. Then the Captain passed on to his own quarters. The hours fled—9, 10, 11. In fifteen minutes the moon would rise. The autler’e wife was right. The sen tinel was “off duty,” and the guard all within doors. Not a living creature was to be seen, and the cold starlight fell upon as solitary a group of adobe build ings as if the post had been deserted fot years. Suddenly, however, a single figure ap peared. In full uniform, with sword and pistol-holster at his waist, Capt. Wagner emerged from his door, and, silently crossing the parade-ground, turned with rapid tread down the stage-road toward the Winnemucca camp. The distance was short, and, just as the first rays of the rising moon tinged with spectral white the dark carpet of sage.-brush that .covered all the plain, the officer found himself upon a slight eminence overlooking the teepee huts of the Indians. This was the sight which met his eyes. Around a council-fire were gathered the chieftain and warriors of the tribe, all arrayed in war-paint, and fully armed, and in the midst, upon a pile of blankets, stood Lieut. Nemo, his sword drawn, his arms outstretched, his head bare, evi dently engaged in the delivery of a stir ring address to the savages about him ! Wagner’s heart leaped within him. Drawing his own sword, he hastened forward, quickly passed the line of squaws without the circle, and, before the Indians had the slightest thought of his presence, hurst through their ranks, and appeared alone in their very midst! So great was the astonishment of the braves that no one moved or spoke, and old Winnemucca, even, bowed in token of fealty to the army blue of the officer. The Captain, however, did not notice him, but, advancing until directly in front of the dazed Nemo, he cried in ringing tones. “ Sir, I demand your sword ! ” * As if in a strange dream, the Lieuten ant slowly extended his weapon toward his officer. The latter took it from his hand, and, breaking it, threw the pieces upon the ground. “You are under arrest! March be fore me to camp! ” he said; then, turn ing quickly toward the astounded In dians, in threatening voice he Con tinued : “The man who moves dies ! Beware of the chrbines in the sage-brush be hind you ! Winnemucca, treacherous chief! I command you to appear be fore ‘me to-morrow !” With these words, driving'Nemo be fore him, the brave Captain retired from the circle 1 , and disappeared along the road toward camp, while, after a little, the savage?., thoroughly • frightened, crept quietly to their huts, regarding with suspicious glance the shadows o* the sage about them, the council-fire was extinguished, and night and silence again reigned. The revolt was at an end, and scores of lives saved by the quick wit and won derful nerve of a single man. Sarah Winnemucoa afterward married Nemo, who was simply dismissed the service as crazy. The old chief and certain of his warriors were sent to the Presidio dungeons at San Francisco for a time. The uprising at McDermitt soon be came mere matter of army rumor ; but, had the officer in command proven less able to cope with the dangers of the hour, that rumor would have been his tory written in letters of blood, even as the history of the terrible Modoc war, or Custer’a fateful campaign.— Youth's Companion. amor with watkjr. Am using, incidents sometimes- occur during the heat of an engagement, which cause even the fighters to pause aud smile. During the fight between the Confederate ram Albemarle and the Union vessels, the following incident happened, which illustrates the power of the imagination : The ram had fired a shot, which rico cheted across our deck, carrying with it a stream of the cold water of the sound. An officer .commanding a di vision heard the yeport, the whistle oi the shot, standing with his back to the ram. The water, with considerable force, struck the gentleman on the'baek' of the neck, running and trickling down his back. "Wilh'V he threw up lhs‘“ hands, * Murmured* “ ffiy God ! I’m •hot!” and fainted dead away. THE Mv£E tjNfXttA?E ft Mr. Adolf Sutro, in hi* lecture before the Bullion Clfib, ’says ifthe following kind words of mules : We have bee! using iniiles for yeats, and have fotind out that they are tolerably good ani mals; but there is a prejudice against innlesy v jough they, are very intelligent. I think that I could wtito a chapter on their traits, as I have had ft Vety fitttm s\ve experience with them. It has been said that they have a strong propensity for kicking; I have never soen them kick when in the tunnel. They become very tame when under ground; in fact, they become the miners’pets. The mefi be come quite attached to them ; and as the shift-iimles pass along by the men at lunch, they will often receive from one a piece of pie and from another a cup o' coffee, etc. When a signal is given to fire a blast the mules understand the signal, and will try to get out of the waj of it just as the men do. Of course, under ground it is very dark, and the mules become so accustomed to the darkness that even when they go out into the sunlight they cannot see very well, and when they go back from the sunlight into the mine they cannot see at all. So we are in the habit of cover ing one eye with a piece of cloth when ever they go out, and keep the covering over the eye until they go into the tun nel again ; we then remove the cloth, so they have one good eye to see with. We had to adopt this plan for preserving their sight, because the mule is so stub born that he will not pull unless he can dee liis way ahead. We have found out another thing about mules. We tried horses at first, but we found that when ever anything touched the ears of a horse he would throw up his head and break his skull against the overhanging rock ; but if you touch a mule’s ears he drops hik head. For that reason we could not use horses. We employed ‘mules, and they have answered very well. . THE WIRST CASTING. Cast-iron was not in commercial use before the year 1700, when Abraham Darby, an intelligent mechanic, who had brought some Dutch workmen to estab lish a brass foundry at Bristol, con ceived the idea that iron might be sub stituted for brass. This the workmen did not succeed in effecting, being prob ably toe much prejudiced in favor of the metal with which they were best ac quainted. A Welsh shepherd boy named Jolxn Thomas had, some little time pre vious to this, been received by Abra ham Darby into his workshop on the recommendation of a distant relative. While looking on during the experiments of the Dutch ‘workmen, he said to Abra ham Darby that he thought he saw where they had missed it. He begged to be allowed to try; so he and Abra ham Darby remained alone in the work shop all night struggling with the refrac tory metal and imperfect molds. The hours passed on and daylight appeared, but neither would leave his task, and jusf as morning dawned they succeeded in easting an iron pot complete. The boy entered into an agreement with Abraham Darby to serve him and keep the secret. He was enticed by the offer of double wages to leave his master,' but he continued faithful, and from 1709 to 1828 the family of Thomas were confi dential and njuch-valued agents to the d< scendantsof Abraham Darby. For more than 100 years after the Right in which Thomas and his master succeeded in making an iron casting in a mold of fine sand contained in frames and with air holes, the same process practiced and kept secret at Colebrook Dale with plugged keyholes and barred doors.— London Family Herald. THE WAT OF THE ROAD. The' Scientific Farmer says one of the anomalies in American customs is that of the driver of a wagon sitting on the right-hand side, while Jhe always turns out to tho right when - passing another team. It matters not whether he bo on a broad, safe thoroughfare oi* a narrow lane or crowded city street, his seat is the same. Thus situated, it is very dif ficult to see the exposed wheels in pass ing, those which require the eye of the driver. Doubtless this is a prominent cause of the many collisions between passing teams, and the wonder is that more do not happen. The custom was brought over by the pilgrims, but, like a Dutch sentence, the parts gQt' trans posed in' the translation. Across the pond the driver sits on the right, but always turns -to the left. In copying the practice we retained the useless part, and changed the essential, for. some unexplained reason. Possibly our fathers thought to be consistent in the matter, and, rather than be right-hand? od hr- eitting while left-handed iD the driving, changed the latter to'suit. At ail events, the thing as now practiced is Very inconvenient, and is a worthy sub ject of reform in this year- when reforms are so much in favor* And since it is easier to change our position on the seat than altering the custom of turning to the s right, let* us henceforth hand our friends up tp. the right side of the wagon; w hile we drive? takp the opposite s\d£i ■ TkM moat 'unfiring, obstinate place-" seekers at tha Federal capital are said to W wooten. A BEAR * flOHt WttU A fAXTUMR. Ptfet iftertart ■ in SnHivaa coiiiiy, N. m .rtjpn iN w some <fler b&t lyingfat th#mouth %fa device in some rocks. He knew that it i blurt be a pafither’S deri; and that the bones’ were the telfflmnlS M tk the ' occupants had mado os a deer captured. Stewart hid himself behind a tree anrl awaited development*. Im agine his fcittprtfft when lie saw a big bear come out of the cave, ten der its arm a panther kitten, which was squalling and kicking with nil ite might. The bear rose on ite haunches and, giv ing the kitten a bo* or tyo on the ears with its fofe party scpiCeaed it to death and threw it on the ground. The bear then returned to the cave, and in a short time came out with another kitteq under its arm. This rtcts treated as its com panion had been. What me future in tentions of the bear were Stewart never found out, for the second kitten had barely been killed when the mother pan ther appealed ou the scene. Tliis seemed to take the bear oy surprise. The old panther saw her kittens lying on the ground. She bounded first to one and then to the other, smelling and licking them, and uttering plaintive cries. Then she turned to the bear, which had re mained in the erect position it had as sumed v&gn squeezing the second kitten to death. With a yell that almost froze the blood of the hunter, used as he was to the fury of panthers, she sprang upon the bear and fastened her claws in its * shaggy coat and her fangs in its throat,. The bear hurled its antagonist ten feet away with its powerful paws, and then attempted to escape a second attack by flight. But the panther w r as upon it again in an instant, and a terrible com. bat ensued. The bear endeavored to catch the panther in its hug, but the lat ter was too agile, and with every spring upon its huge enemy the panther in’ dieted terrible wounds with, its sharp claws. The blood poured from a dozen great gashes in the bear’s body* and at last the panther leaped on the bear as it stood facing her, and, fastening her teeth in its throat, thrust the long, sharp nails of her hind feet into its vitals. The bear fell to the ground dead. As the panther was returning to its dead kit tens Stewart shot her through the heart. A ORE AT PAXTHER HUXT. Cyrus Dodge, of Sullivan county, N. Y., probably killed more panthers on one single hunt than any other hunter that ever lived; He killed seven in less than one hour. He was hunting one day in the spring of 1818* and when in the neighborhood of Long pond discovered a panther’s den. It had two kittens in it, the old panthers being away on a for aging expedition. He took both the young ones and started home with them, placing them inside his hunting shirt. He hadn’t gone far t>efore he heard the mother yelling behind him. He knew he was in for a fight, and placed himself in a position to do his best. Pretty soon the panther came tearing along through the woods. When she .caught sight of Dodge, she bounded to within thirty feet cf him, and crouched for a spring. He shot her, but did not kill her. Her •erics were terrible, and Dodge knew that in a short time any other panthers there might be in the vicinity would soon hasten to the scene. She was dis abled, and other shot put an end to her., Then DDdge made for the pond, which was a half mile or so away. Cries from all sides told him that he was not yet through with his work. By the time ho reached the pond, he could hear pan thers leaping through the branches of the trees, A panther will not enter water. Dodge waded put as far as ho could and prepared for business, Within gunshot of him, he discovered five large panthers in the trees. He killed one at the first fire. The loud mewing of tho kittens under his shirt could evidently bo heard by the old panthers, for none of them left the spot at the sound of the gun. They bounded frantically in the branches, and two of them rushed to the water’s edge and shrieked and lashed their tails in, fury. Dodge shot both of these, and killed the other two, and two more that. reinforced them, without leaving his tracks in the pond. The skin of the largest of these panthers is still preserved by the family. Dodge took the kittens home, but, as they grew, they became so savage that they had to be killed. * * POWERFUL MACHINERY, Speaking of the machinery used ill oitr Western mines, a prominent mining engineer recently said that in soma of the. deep mines there fere employed sin gle engines capable of raising a column of water weighing 90,000' pounds a dis* tance of 1,600 feet, seyen times a min ute ; also, that safety . cages used ir mines travel at the rate of 3,000 feet s minute, and propelled by a single en gine are able to hoist 1,200 tons of ore a distance of 1,500 feet in one day. Thai was a witty man who, being de tained in a enow blockade, penned a dispatch, which ran thus : “My dear sir, J have every* motite for visiting you except a locomotive.” So was the other wbq, under similar circumstances, tele gr’ajyhtcf to his"hrm m ftew.York : “I shhll not be in* tile office to-day, as I have hot got home yesterday.”—Hart fold Post, :Ai ■. :k ■ * * .r 4 , ! f. i * ft - , f WIRE. Tins mistaken Idea is entertained by .jnany Americans that the wine consumed In this country is mainly a spurious article. They imagine that if they were, for example, to purchase a case of cham* pagno, the probability would be that the bottles would be filled with some species of cider charged and clarified to make it resemble champagne. People •of this way of thinking usually talk aa though all the good wine in Europe was consumed by a limited class of Euro peans, and ob though the dregs and re sections were sent across the Atlantio to be augmented by artificial compounds in this country. Ab a matter of fart, this opinion is wholly erroneous. The wide market in this city contains just as good wine as tun be had anywhere in Europe. The customs dues, as they apply to wines, at the present time are favorable to the importation of high grades of rtliiss, for they are fixed with little regard to valile', and hence it is relatively cheaper to buy a than a low-class article. Formerly’, when an ad valorem duty was applied, a large amount of cheap, sophisticated wine was sent to this country from Cette, in France; but now this trade can no longer be carried on with advantage to the compounders. Our Government ex acts from those who put up American champagne with French labelß a pay ment equal to the amount of duty paid on French champagne, and, though the internal-revenue inspect ors may be evaded when this business is done upon a small scale, the amount of this spurious fluid which finds its way into the market must b* small. Wft ere it would be chiefly met with would be in those places whero gentlemen have no business to go. Tho champagne houses at Rheims which havs the highest reputations look to the American market for some of their best purchasers, and a dweller in this city gifted with ordinary sense, can buy just as good champagne as any obtainable in Europe. There is possibly no city in the world where a much greater variety of wine can be obtained than can be had in New York. All of the great wine producers in Franoe, Germany, Italy, Spain and Portugal have agents in this city to whom they make direct ship ments. There is no doubt certain classes of wine which do not go much beyond the country in which they are grown, but tlieee can usually be had in New York, by order, if any one cares to pay the prices asked for them. The labels on bottles count for very little—-if cham pagne is accepted—and those who buy wine would do well to purchase it in tho cask, and have it bottled. The tern: “ Chateau wine ” is a mistaken one, foi a large portion of the wine sold in bot tles under this designation has no true flaim to the distinction. But the title has been so much abused that it has now, in France, fallen into contempt as a method of defining the grade of wine, for the “ Chateau wine ” of one proprie tor may be in every way inferior to t common crus grown in a neighboring vineyard. —New York Times. A TOUCH ANTAGONIST. “ Mick, I heer ye wor in a fight last | night.” * . h “Be jabers! I wus thin, an’ I mot I the toughest ctrril I iver faced in me | life.” “ Where did you meet him ?” j “Outside of Barney Scully’s, an’ he was as tliiu as us both put together.” “ Tell us all about it, but give’s no j lies. ” | “Now, Timothy, you niver caught a : lie cornin’ out o’ me mouth.”* “ No, Mick; for; begarra, they fly so last that it’s the divil’s own job to catch i *.liem.” “ Well, I was cornin’ out o’ Scully’s party full of Land-League entangle ment—” * ‘ What the divil’s Land-League en tanglement?” interrupted Timothy. “ Whist, yer sowl! It’s the polite I name for .whisky, sure. Well, I was cornin’ out o’ Scully’s, an’ jist as I got outside I ran agin a thin man, and, be the powdhers o’ pewthur, he downed me; l jumped to me feet, an’, seem’ he had somethin’ in his hand, I sez to him, sea I, Lay down yer stick, bad luck to ye, and fight me like a man.’ ” “ Why, you fool,” said Timothy, “it was Scully’s pump ye wor talkin’ to. I was there and saw the whole thing.” ‘‘You did, Tim? Thip, bad scran to qae, if iver 1 hit a pump agin.” * 4' ' . * i A CLERICAL CONUNDRUM. “ Does yer know de difterenee between your sermon last Sunday and my big rooster ?” asked Uncle Mose of Parson Bledso, of the Galveston Blue Light Colored Tabernacle. “ Between my sermon and your big rooster ?” queried Parson Bledso. “Perzackly.” . ‘‘ Gib it up, Uncle Mose.” : De rooster makes me open my eyes when lis asleep, and your sermon makes me shut my eyes when I is awake.” It took three men to hold Parson Bledso until Old Mose could make his escape. A. meeting of the elders of the Blue Light Tabernacle has been called to consider the resignation of the pastor. —Galveston Netvs. Every harness-maker leaves traces of his work behind. PJLEASANTHIES. Anecdotes of great men all remind us it is easy to lie. There is a *‘tied” in the affairs orf men that leads on to baby carnages, As a rule the flower of the family doe* nothing toward providing the bread. • * * Western settler (overwhelmed by spring freshet)- —“ House gone ! Stock gone l Barn gone ! Guess I kin stand it, though ; old woman gone, too.” <r It is harder to get ahead in this world,” said Clorinda’s young man as her father assisted him out of the door with his boot, “ than it is to get a foot ' A little girl, being asked on the firs* day of school how she liked her new teacher, replied: “I don’t like her;. site is just as saucy tome as my mother.” ‘ And now, Lord, what Bhall I say?” were the words of the minister at the close of a long prayer. “Say Amen,” said softly a little oherub of the cong*.> gation. “Brilliant and impulsive people/' said a lecturer on physiognomy, “have black eyee ; or, if they don’t have ’em, they’re apt to get ’em if they’re too im pulsive.” Mother reading : “And every morn ing and evening Elijah was fed by the ravns, who brought him bread to eat.’ Lucy, aged four : “And was the bread buttered, mother?” Said Fogg, smarting under the hands of the barber, “I wish you were where your razor is.” “Where is that? asked the. tonsorial artist. “Under ground,” replied Fogg, with a snap. n k wears a penuj flowsr in his coat, Ladida, And a penny paper collar round his throat, Ladida; In his hands a penny stick, In his tooth a penny pick, Not a penny In his pocket, Ladida. “Mabel, why, you dear little girl,” exclaimed her grandpa, seeing his little granddaughter frith her head tied up, “ have you got the headache?” “ No,” she answered, sweetly, “ Ise dot a pit tori.” The cool-headed fellow is the bald headed fellow. He is modest, too, for he never puts on hairs. He is a brilliant man, too, for he always shows a shining front. His genius will live after him, for there is no dyeing* there. A poet chimes, “I do not dread an altered heart.” There’s where most people will differ with him. To have one’s heart altered—a piece chipped off here, and another there, so that it will be altered in form in the shape of a tri angle—is a very painful operation, and it is to be dreaded every time. Little Bertha, who lives in Cam bridge, visited her aunt, who resides in lioxbury. Upon her return she was asked if she said her prayers when she Wits at auntie’s. With wide-eyed as tonishment at such a question the little oue replied: “Why, mamma, Dod don't live in Roxbury.” An intelligent witness was on the stand in a Deadwood lawsuit, and the lawyer asked him: “ Do you know Jen nie Drysdale ?” “Yes, sir.” “What’s tier reputation for truth and veracity ?” “ Well, her reputation for truth is good, but I can’t say as much for her reputa tion for veracity. I am afraid it isn’t first class, ” OUT IX THE WOOVB. It is the easiest thing in the world (says an old hunter) to get lost in the woods. I have known instances where men have lost themselves within two miles of home and wandered about for two days. The moment a man realizes that lie is lost his mental faculties seem to desert him, and he becomes almost insane. The right thing to do is to pre vent tliis mental demoralization. My method is this: If I find that I am. “out of my reckoning,” don't know where I am, and begin to feel nervous, instead of rushing about and so becom ing more and more bewildered, I lie down flat upon my back and close my eyes, or only look upward, and endeavor to fix my thoughts upon something lie. side my situation. For instance, I com mence to quote poetry, scripture, some thing I have committed to memory, and which always interests and pleases me to repeat; or I imagine an interested audience, and talk away like a candidate for Alderman. At the end of fifteen minutes I can get up with a perfectly “level” head, examine trees to see on which side the moss grows, or on which side tho branches are longest and most plentiful; decide upon a course and go directly where I wish to go. This plan has helped me out so nicely that I give it to my brother sportsmen, asking them to remember it and give it a trial if ever they get seriously uncertain of their whereabouts. It is an excellent plan, when lost, to kindle a fire at once—for the sportsman is never without matches —then if you travel in a circle you will know it. And always, if night is com ing on and you cannot decide with rea sonable certainty upon your course, build a fire and stay by it until morn ing, or some one comes in search of you. Lost or found, shooting or fishing, a sportsman’s motto should be, “Keep cool.” He cannot afford to lose las head.