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THE ELLIJAY COURIER.
the Chicago Ledger.)
WILD NAN;
OR
Tie Outcast’s Secret!
A GREAT CHICAGO STORY.
By WELDON J. COBB,
Suttor of u At Her Mercy," •• The bene of Her
Life," The Manaoled Ban'," The
TANARUS, legraph JAterSoe,” “ The Stolen
Bridegroom," Etc., Me.
CHAPTER XV.— [Continued.]
“If she does, she won’t understand,” and
ie turned to the girl. “YBu are sure these
Acre all, Nan?”
“They Were scattered when I found them,
ir. ”
“And how did youknow they were mine?"
“I read your name written on one of them,
iir. ”
Leslie’s name was indorsed acroßs the top
invelopo, and Nan’s plausible explanation
wtislied him.
“ 1 am much obliged to you for bringing
these back, Nan,” he said, “and if a
trifle *
He had placed his hand in his pocket ad
if searching for a coin.
“I don’t want money, sir.” said the girl,
nastily. “If you could let me rest here till
morning. You see, it s a long jaunt from
the works, and I’m too tired to go back to
night ”
“Certainly, Nan. You’ll have to put np
with rough accommodations, though. ”
“I don’t mitul that. The bare floor or
the cold rock, it’s alike to me. ”
Leslie pointed to a lounge in one corner
of the room, and, with a wearied sigh of
relief, the girl went to it, lay down, and
closed her eyes ns though slumber had
come at the will of her mind.
Leslie sat examining the papers With ah
Intent glance.
“They must have dropped near the old
works and we never noticed them,” he mut
tered.
Warren drew a chair opposite him at the
table, a reflective look ih his eyes.
“ See here, Leslie,” he said, in a low, con
fidential tone of voice, “is this matter
straight?”
His companion looked up in some sur.
prise. *
“Straight,” he repeated, wonderingly.
‘What do you. mean, Warren?”
“ The girl yonder. It looks mighty ouri
ouh to see her coming here this way. ”
The mechanic laughed at the face of the
other.
“Suspicious of that demented creature’
Why, Warren, she hain’t got good sense.
“Good enough to bring those papsn
here.” t
“What object could she have in doing it
if she meant us harm?”
The words silenced Warren. He re
lapsed into a second spell of silence, bro
ken, finally, as he arose to his feet with a
start.
“I have it,” he cried, “Have what?”
“The substitution. Look at that girl’s
lace, Leslie. It shows just the age of
Edith. If she is natural in her simplicity,
one idea instilled into her mind and re
tained would make her just the person we
want for ”
Leslie looked up, mystified.
“For what?” he asked.
“The heiress to the Percival fortune."
Leslie started, and regarded the sleeper’s
face intently.
“It’s not a bad idea, Warren.”
“Bad!” repeated the other, enthusiasti
cally. “It’s an inspiration of genius. J
tell yon, Leslie, we couldn’t have a bettei
substitute. If she’s simple enough to come
nil this way to do us an honest favor, she’s
easily molded, and we can handle her as
we choose,”
They did not take the pains to lower their
tones, for the regular breathing and placid
face of the wanderer betokened a profound
slumber.
“Her coming here with the papers gives
me only one matter of concern,” said Leslie.
“What is that?”
“The fact that we "might possibly have
been mistaken about the fate of Sherwood.
He had the papers last, and we supposed
they were destroyed in the pit to which we
traced them.”
Warren stirred uneasily.
“I don’t see the use of worrying over it,”
he. said.
“I don’t propose to, but I couldn’t help
thinking of it; but if Sherwood should
have escaped- ”
“We would have heard of it before this,’
replied Leslie. “Besides, his wound.”
“True, it was a fatal one.”
- , ? u''*.ing mn to do but seiiie
Edith’s share -in this affair, take this girl
Nan awaywith us and quit the city at once.
If Sherwood should be alive he never could
track us. No, Beuben, unless that wild
creature yonder took the trouble to read
your papers our secret is safe. ”
Leslie smiled incredulously at the sug
gestion. .
“She wouldn’t understand them if she
did, ” he said.
“Perhaps,. not The missing paper,
while valuable to us, is worthless to'
others.”
“How so?”
“It certifies to the birth of Edith Perci
val; noihing more.”
“That is true.”
“Therefore, alone it is no clue as to the
whereabouts of Edith Percival's relatives.
. Besides it has probably been lost or blown
into the quarry. In the morning we will go
' together to the river house. ”
“Where Edith is?”
“Yes.”
“Very well.”
Warren Cast a meaning look at the sleep
ers as he arose to leave the place.
"Keep her here,” he said in a low tone.
“But if she won’t stay? You know she’s
Wroving, restless creature.”
■ “Bribe or force her to stay any way you
can. Free, she might let a hint drop that
would hurt us, and if we propose to use
her as a substitute we must not lose sight
of her.”
“I will prevail on her to stay till you
come again.”
Half an hour later Beuben Leslie bad
retired to rest. To all semblance the wan
derer wa- sleeping as profoundly as a child
exhausted at play.
Yet be bed no sooner disappeared within
“A. Map of Busy Life—lts Fluctuations and its Vast Concerns.”
ELLIJAY, GA„ THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 10, 189.1.
the room he used aa a sleeping apartment,
when her eyes opened quickly, gleaming
like two balls of fire.
“You can mold me lo your will, can you?"
the whispered hoarsely. "I am nobody but
Wild Nan. Ah. Elmer Warren, you little
Orc.'TS ft'"* once I have found Edith Les.
lie, once I have 1 od „ *’-ar secret
I have acted and grieved so long to solve,
your march shall, be, not to tile Percival
fortune, but to the gallows; a convicted
murderer!"
CHAPTER XVI.
WARREN'S RUSE.
It was broad daylight when Edith Leslie
Again opened her weary eyes, with an aching
head and dizzy, confused brain.
She was lying on a rude pallet of straw in
room coarsely furnished and having but
one window, the first glance at which caused
her to start wildly.
Across it were several iron bars, and its
height from the floor was such that she
could not reach it to look out without step
ping on a chair. As her eye wandered over
the bare walls of the apartment and then to
the heavy door she recalled the events of.
the previous night, recognizing the fact that
she was again a captive, and murmured, de
spairingly:
“I am in Elmer Warren’s power again.”
The most exaggerated picture of the per
secuted maiden could scaroely equal the
persistency with which from the first her
hnemies had pursued her, and this la6t ac
tion of theirs had seemingly arrested all in
vestigation on her part at a stage where it
would reveal all she so longed to learn.
But the stricken, distressed girl-wife of the
old works was not the determined woman
of the present.
No moan of anguish escaped her lips
now, and the solemn grief on her face as
he thought of Percy Sherwood but en
hanced its resolute expression, an expres
sion betokening a mind bent upon a task
She had determined to perform.
For (he plots of her enemies were fairly
blear to her thoughts at last. Her husband
had not deceived her, but they, taking ad
va Urge of a mysterious complication, had
endeavored to prove, and had almost suc
ceeded in proving, him to be the husband
of another.
The last doubt had left her mind at Mrs.
Ward’s words. She felt a return of the
old trust in Percy Sherwood s honor, and
(ho darkest shadows of the singu'ar chain
of circumstances which had made him
appenr a deceiver failed to impress her
mind with any thought of his unfaithful
nes--.
“He emt'd explain all,” she murmured;
“he has been shieldiug another, and Elmer
Warren has taken advantage of that fact.”
Believing this, life had anew purpose for
her—to avenge that hnsband’B death and
bring to justice his murderer—to clear his
name and her own from the reproach Elmer
Warren would cast upon it
More than this, to learn the secret of her
birlh, and to pblvjft, the mystery surround-,,
ing the beautiful and unfortunate Beatrice
Avenal.
She was roused to a resolute, definite
purpose as she thought of all that had
passed. The men who held her in their
power would not hesitate at new crimes.
She must defy, outwit them for her own
sake, for the sake of others.
She was friendless, helpless, alone; yet
nmid her desolate position came the convic
tion that she would yet unravel every mys
tery, would yet bring justice and right to
the front, and baffle the desperate schemes
of her relentless foes.
It was late in the morning when she heard
the sound of advancing footsteps in the hall
without, and n minute later a key grated in
the lock of the door.
Khe looked up anxioub'y, curiously. She
had expected one or the other of her per
secutors, and was not disappointed when
Reuben Leslie entered the apartment, witn
Unshod, sullen faoe, and nodded ronehlj hi
her.
“Well, Edith,” he said, coming to a stand
before her.
She regarded him with a glance of min
gled indignation and surprise. His coo>
effrontery almost repressed the words on
her lips.
“ You welcome mo as familiarly as if our
relations had not changed, Beuben Leslie)
as if I were a favored occupant of you!
house, instead of a captive. ”
He winced slightly at her words.
“Belations changed,” he muttered, half
angrily, “what do you mean?”
“You know well enough,” replied Edith
spiritedly.
“If you refer to your insane declaration al.
the old works,” he began.
It was but a bait to draw her on to learn
,what she really knew. The quick flash in
her eye told him that indignation haq
aroused her to award him the desired infor
mation.
“Insane declaration!” she repeated, thrill
ingly. “ I read those papers, Beuben Les
lie, and I learned, beyond your power to
dispel, that I am not yemr child.”
“Indeed! Yon will find some difficulty
In proving that to bo the fact.-”
“It is enough to know that I am not the
daughter of a murderer. ”
The man started with rage, his hands
clenched convulsively, the veins stood out
like knotted cords on his dark scowling
brow.
“Beware!” he hissed hoarsely.
“Of what?” demanded Edith, coldly.
“Of my desperation. If you are not my
child yon hold too great a secret to trust
away from me. ”
“.Beuben Leslie,” cried Edith, meeting
his'murderous eyes calmly. “I have but q
few words to say to you. That you are not
my father, I know-why that fact should
nave led you to surround me with deep,
dark plots, I do not know, but I will learn
tu time. If lam kept in th : s place £
Gil.Amoi c-ie he-. Jdo eai:
my liberty, I will denounce you „
guilty accomplice to the law.”
A low growl broke from the man's lips.
“You will, will you?.” he hissed between
fcis. clenched teeth. “Those words hav<
cost you your life. Yon shall never live U
.egain your liberty or tell your story. ”
She paled slightly at his energy of man
ner, his apparent sincerity, but she langhet
lightly.
“Kill me!” 6he cried, derisively; “yo
dare not. Ah, Beuben Leslie, the paper*
w re torn from me ere I had read them ail
through; but I am no idiot that I cannot
discern your plot. A fortune is the stake
yoil are pitying for. \ fortune you etui ml
secure except through me. I defy you now
I defy your every scheme. If, as I sup
pose, only through me can that fr -tune lx
obtained, l swear solemnly that its bene
fits shall never reach you nor your red
handed accomplice, by any act of mine. ”
Hhe bail presumed too far on her partial
knowledge of the state of affairs, Tbo man's
coarse laugh startled her,
“To* think you have solved whnt yon
gained an inkling of," he answered.
“I know you are not my father,’’ replied
Edith, with a pale face.
“And believe yourself invaluable to us?’
She did not reply.
“Yon are not. Allowod that you are nol
my dftd|>hter, what does that ’knowledge
avail you? As to the fortune, if it really
exists, von will never be able to trace it—
to learn jour real parentage."
“Yon oannot deceive me,” said Edith.
"Yon have murdered to secure your ends,
and I know that if I don't marry Elmei
Warren you ap-Utterly foiled.”
Leslie took a ate? nearer to her.
“Gifgvbn said, hoarsely, impressively,
‘you hKVe lueached the one theme holding
your liberty—‘your fife itself."
“Yon mean my marriage to that fiend,"
demanded Edith, with chilling dignity.”
“Yes.” V
“And you and he are still insane enough
ie ’ elhr o that I would lend myself to your
pche r ;-:;, nfte, T-si murdered b":. v v. 1
beforq my eyes'?”
“Your husband!”
“Yes, Reuben Leslie, in truth and the
law. Oh! your petty deception will avail
no longer to hide the truth from me. Percy
Sherwood is my husband; dead or alive, his
wrongr/shall be avenged; his name cleared
from'tJw-Btnin you would p ace upon it. J
Swear it. ”
Her igure stood erect, menacing.
The mail cowered and trembled, and
turned >o leave the room.
“Your husband, if such he wns, is dead,"
he said. “Remember it in your last chance.
Will you marry Elmer Waren?”
“Never!"
She- uttered the word with such
vehemence that he hnstened bis steps tu
the door as if the energy which nerved her
to defy him might impel her to an attempt
to escape.
But with flashing eyes and indignant
features, Edith stood where she was, and
saw Leslie leave the npnrtuient, without
changing a muscle of her resolute fnce.
A small, narrow passage led to a second
room, the door of which was open. The
mechanic entered it.
He shook his head ominously in reply to
the inquiring, eager glance of Elmer War
ren.
“Well?” asked the latter.
“It’s no use.”
“She is stubborn?"
“More—resolute, defiant,"
Warren’s eyes gleamed dangerously.
“And she refuses. ”
A’o marry you? xes. -
“ Then there is only the other course to
pursue.” ' 1 •' '
“You mean——”
“That she must dio. ”
Leslie started slightly, and then his face
g?ew morose.
“Her defiance bodes us ill," he muttered.
“Fear not; I will dispose of this disturbing
element in the case soon.”
“H3\y?”
' “Leave that to ms,-" replied” Warren, as
le started to leave the place.
“You are not going away?”
“No. Have'you brought the girl?”
“Nan?”
“Yes.”
“Ah! I see you intend to bring these twe
together. ”
Warren nodded assentingly.
“Whut do you hope to effect?"asked Les
lie. “Surely ’’
“Not Edith,” interrupted Warren; “we
have settled the matter so far as she is con
cerned. ”
“The other one, then?”
“ Yes; I tell you, Reuben, I ain’t so sure
of this creature as you are Sometimes I
catch a look out of her ayes which makes
me shudder, I don’t know why, and causes
me to see more shrewdness and petsever
mce in her than you credit her with pos
sessing.”
He lied when he affected ignorance of the
cause of his avowed emotions. A dark
memory of the night Wild Nan’s father was
murdered haunted the villian’s mind; but
be refqained from awarding a confidence on
that subject, even to his friend nnd con
federate, Leslie.
“Then yon propose to bring them to
gether?” again asked Leslie.
“And watch them—exuctly,” interrupted
Warren, as he strode from tbe room.
He reappeared a minute later, followed
bj Nan. Her eyes were innocent of any
expressed surprise, bpr f&co a blank as to
any intelligent idea why they had brought
her there. Yet, when they were occupied
in regarding each other, her glances stole
quickly about the apartment, noti n o cvc.y
o* hi. ouriur.-V lisgs.
“I am going to take you to a friend, Nan,”
said Leslie, as Warren exchanged a signifi
cant glance with him.
“A friend!” repeated the wanderer, in
tranquil wonderment.
“Yes, to my daughter, Edith.”
"Oh, I would like to see her,” broke im
pulsively from Nan's lips.
The mechanic beckoned her to follow
jiim. To him, Nan was artless simplicity
itself, and he ushered her through the
floorway leading into the prison apartment,
and said carelessly:
“I will call for you in an hour, Nan. ”
“Nan!”
The word broke from Edith’s lips im
pulsively, as she started forward and caught
the wanderer by the hand.
She repressed the enthusiasm and en
deavored to control all the wild surging
questions which arose to her lips as the
other, in a quick, low tone, whispered:
“As you value your life, not a word about
the old works. ” And then, as sho sank to
* seat, she concluded: “Wo are watched.”
Elmer Warren need doubt no longer os
to the shrewdness and intelligence of the
wanderer. Dissembling, controlling the
eager heart of her companion, Nan led tbo
conversation into a commonplace channel,
every word uttered being meant for due ef
fect upon a listener’s ears.
In an apparently wild outburst she affect
ed a concern as to Edith, who was com
pelled to shot herself up here away from
cruel enemies.
“You have enemies,” she said, “haven’t
you, Edith?”
And the captive, catching the drift of her
companion’s duplicitv, replied:
“Yes, Nan.”
"And so have I. They lurk in the pits
and around the old works. But I have a
good friend,too.”
“A friend, Nan?”
"Yes. your father, Beuben Leslie. Then
there is bis friend, Mr. Warren; they will
frr— s’l Edith,
-w*' day yon must come and see the
pretty places I have found intheoM quarry,
all glittering with gold and silver and dia
monds.
Yhn watching Warren, stationed at a
ventilator commanding a fall view of the
apartment from the nest room, turned to
>-eU#...
“Well?” asked Reuben.
‘The girl is simple and honest; I am saL
Is tied of that"
“Shall I bring her awav?"
"Yes."
Nan was rattling on volubly on rambling
subjects when the mechanic’s footsteps
sounded along the hallway.
She had made a feint of approaching
nearer to Edith, still talking disconnect
edly.
“We will go to the old quarries,” she
Said In a drawling, monotonous tone—“at
midnight,” followed a quick whisper," and
I will show yoti all the beauties of the
place. ’’
The door had opened.
“Come, Nan.”
She leaned forward to kiss Edith's paid
cheek. Its whiteness changed tt> marble
like pallor, her eyes were startled with a
thrilling light, as the wanderer, ns she
turned to join the mechanic, whispered in
her ear four words.
They held all of life and hope for her.
Well was it that Elmor Warren was not
hatching now; well for the plans of Wild
Nan that Reuben Leslie's searching glanco
was not bestowed o it his captive.
Scarcely able to repress a wild cry of joy,
her features irradiated with eagerness,
anxiety, happiness, and suspense. Sho
only knew that she lived again, us the echo
6f the wanderer's words, carrying comfort
and hope to her stricken heart, resounded
In her ears;
“Your husband is alive!”
|TO 1!K CONTINUED.]
The Perfumery Business.
A writer in an exchange says that
there are many laboratories in the
United States which produce excellent
perfumery,- but business is relatively
neVr in this country when compared
with the establishments of the sort on
the Riviera, where the inhabitants for
the most part live upon tfae products
which that blessed climate afford them
in sweet smelling flowers and shrubs.
I was reading only the other day some
thing about the perfumery manufac
tories of Nice and Cannes, and a friend,
who has a happy facility of collecting
useful knowledge, has since given me
the latest statistics of one great estab
lishment in the latter city which are
worth relating, if only to show the
enormous scale on which operations are
conducted. In this factory are annually
used—only think of it! —no fewer than
154,000 pounds of orange|blossoms, 132,-
000 pounds of acacia blossoms, 154,000
pounds of rose leaves, 35,200 pounds of
lassamiue blossoms, 22,900 pounds of
violets, 8,800 pounds of tuberoses and a
relatively largo amount of Spanish lilacs,
rosemary, mint, lime and lemou blos
soms, thyme and number of other plants
and leaves and flowers, 'Nice ancl
Cannes together raiße yearly 00,000
pounds of violets, which thrive there
better, perhaps, than in other parts of
the world, to say nothing of 440,000
of orange blossoms which Nice alone
produces, and which are more than
doubled in quantity by the neighboring
villages. Acacia blossoms are the spe
cialty of Cannes where 38,500 pounds
are obtained ycnrly, and where jasmine,
tuberoses nnd roses also flourish. The
total annual production of perfumery
in the Riviera towns is said to be 312,-
000 pounds of pomades and sweet
scented oils.
The area of the land devoted to the
growth of trees and. plants in question
may be imagined when it is considered
that to obtain one ton of blossoms it is
necessary to strip 30,000 jasmine plants,
500 rose bushes, 100 orange trees. 800
geranium and 70,000 tube roses of their
wealth of bloom. Violets need most
space, and next orange trees, roses and
jasmine require one-third less space than
the orange trees, and tube roses one-fifth
less. -From these various perfumes in
combination are made pomade, salve,
hair-oil, toilet water, sachet powder, in
cense, balsam and essences.
The name of the perfumes which are
offered for sale is legion, although the
best known and most agreeable of them
all is eau de cologne. Its preparation is
naturally a secret, picserved with the
greatest strictness. The name Farina,
connected with this perfume, is known
throughout the entire vilized world,
and if one wishes to get un idea of the
real benefit which an article is supposed
to derive from a single name, it is only
necessary, as many of my readers know,
to visit the “holy” city of Cologne,
wander about in the city of the, Tulichs-
Platz, and study the firm names on the
signs. All the Farinas in the world
seem to be here assembled, and every
one of them manufactures eau de cologne.
Ravages of Locnstß.
The London Standard , in an article
on the recent ravages by locusts in
Roumania, says: ‘‘Again and again the
various species have wrought dire havoc
wherever their wanderings have taken
them. Pestilence usually comes in the
rear of all, and is aggravated, if tot
occasioned, by the effluvium from the
decaying bodies of the dead cattle, or
of the insects which have been blown
into the sea and afterward cast up on
shore by the waves and tide. A case is
on record in which the stench from such
a bank was carried 150 miles into the
interior, and early in the Christian era
the hunger and plague combined which
followed a visitation of locusts in North
Africa caused the death of eight hundred
thousand persons. Four centuries ago,
it is narrated on what seems fairly trust
worthy data, more than 30,000 persons
perished within the bounds of the
Venetian territory from the lack of food,
owing to the locusts having eaten up
everything, and since that date locust
plagues have been so numerous it is not
difficult to accept the earlier tales as true.
where he could catch ’em, or they’d all
been lost through my ignorance,” and
with this mental confession she put the
clams in the sou’ wester hat and started
off, wondering if they were good to eat,
or only used to fire at the cats .—Drakt't
Mautuiue,
VOL. X, NO. 27.
MUTABILITY.
Mara are rising, sun* are setting,
Net hint stays the stern command;
They who haliii, this fact forgetting.
Structures raise on shifting sand.
Mist may dim the fvightest dawning.
Clouds eclipse the ligfeof noon;
Evening, early, weep* for - morning.
Change i* ever making roe**
Happy they Who nil life’s ocean
When the wind*are always fair;
Feel no billows of ooflmotion
From the gales that often share.
But the cloud* are ever lyin'#
Low around the horizon;
Fragment*, broken, often flying
Bear the kmp that lights the storm
“Cast thy bread Upon flier waters”
Holds a meaning most sublime;
Sits to-day and sleeps to-morrow
Safely in the hand of Time.
Seed that’s scattered in the morning
Springs when weary flowers test;
Bummer days to autumn dawning
Show tbe promised harvest best
— Q. F. Carey, in Detroit Free Press.
PUNGENT PARAGRAPHS.
A little shaver—A barber’s infant.
The dentist always goes armed to the
teeth.
An 1 Arizona paper says: “Tbe Ameri
can hog holds his own.” Wo have no- ’-,
ticed this, and also the fact that be gutt
er ally says the seat next him ii alto en
gaged I . —Boston Post.
Every building in a Dakota town was
blown away by a cyclone, except the
court bouse and a saloon. This put the
town back to just what it started with. _
—Burlington Free Press.
A medical man say*; “There, should be
h law against a man’s getting out of bed
.hastily.” Then there two
laws against the baby’s crying in the
flight. —New York GrajMiii ‘
When lovely Woman pVnloslli fSllj>
Because her hair Is tifnjipg gray,
What Charm can soothe her melancholy
What art can drive her grift away!
The orilv art b ef woe to cover,
To hide her ago from every eye,
To come the gum-game o'er her‘lover
And make her happy—is-to djrel
—Bostdn Otieette.
It was unladylike for her to make
such a remark, but after hearing her
lord and master continually bragging
about his mother’s cooking you couldn’t
blame * her for asking him how it hap
pened, if his mother was such'a good
cook, that her son was pwroittea to
jleuve her hands only half baked**- -
The boy stood by life ditch: so wide.
Whence allbut him had “scud;”-
He tried to leap to ’tothor side,
But landed iu the mud.
*\! • + *
“There comes.a burst of thunder sound,
That boy! Oh, where isboP’
Alas, he’s twisting roiuid and round,
Across the old man’s knee.
— Gorham, Mountaineer.
Policeman Addis, of Philadelphia, re
cently tried to arrest a rough. Who fired
on him, but the ball was stopped by a
suspender button. This little incident
shows that Policeman Addis has a noble
wife, otherwise his suspender would
have been fastened by an old shingle
nail ora wooden toothpick.— Siftings.
THE DEACON’S DAY OFF.
There’s a crick in my back, my shoulders are
lame,
My face is all blistered, neck and hands just
the same, *
My uose flainesoutred as a mariner’s beacon,
I swear I would swear If 1 wasn’t a deacon!
The soles of my feet are all blistered and sore,
I declare I was never so played out before! ,
Every bone in my body has a separate ache,
And makes itself felt every step that i take,
There’s a cart-load of gravel and sand in my
shoes—
Oh, yes, you may giggle as much as you
choose! ,
My head aches—feels just like an old tracked
tea-cup —
I’m dusty, I’m hot, I’m all broken up;
I’m hungry, and tired and sleepy, and cross,
If I died now it wouldn’t be much of a loss!
My stomach feels bad, I’ve impaired my di
gestion—
And how!
Oh, yes, how!
That’s a sensible auestion!
Well, if you must know—by way of diversion
I’ve been down to the beach on a pleasure ex
cursion!
—Somerville Journal
Fiddling for Geese.
A lively air on a violin will sometimes
set a whoie flock of geese wild with de
light. On one occasion at a country wed
ding 1 was a witness of a curious per
formance by one of these animals.; After
dinner a lady entertained her guests as
sembled on a lawn with music from an
accordeon. A flock of geese were feed
ing in the road just below the house, and
with outstretched necks answered back
with notes of satisfaction. Soon a. white
gander began dancing a lively jig, keep
ing good time to the music. For several
minutes he kept up the performance, to
the great delight of the company. The
experiment was tried several times for a
week or more, and the tones of the ac
cordeon never failed to set the old gan
der into a lively dance. —Maryland Jour
nal.
Pntnam and the Wolf.
The cave out of which General fsrael
JPutnam dragged the wolf is seldom
visited because it is in a stony, moui
tainous forest, in a remote corner of
Connecticut. A picnic party recently
made the tedious trip, which involved
several miles of rough walking. There
are pictures in primers of Putnam enter
ing the cave erect, with a blazing torch
held above his head. The hole is renlfy
so small that it only can be explored oh
hands and knees, and an adult cannot
turn around in it. The length is 300
feet, and tradition says that the hero
followed the beast to the further end,
shot him between the eyes by their own
flow, and then was drawn out with him
y means of a rope.
The city mission of Herlln circulates
no less than 75,000 printed sermons on
Bunday morning.