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THE CIIEROKHE ADVANCE.
VOLUME V.
EXAMINE ITOW YOUR HUMOR H INCLINED, AND WHICH THE UULINO r.\S#ION OF YOUR MINIV'
CANTON, GEORGIA, THURSDAY MORNING, MAY 1,1884.
NUMBER 18.
THE CHEROKEE ADVANCE.
published every Thursday
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REN. 1\ IT, It BY, Canton, G.v.
P. O, Drawer 11).
the king's sirrrs.
O wl hath so runny ships upon the tew!
Ht we tho inerohnntnicn that curry trensure,
The mpn of-imr, nil luinncml gnllHitlyi,
Tho little fisher bouts find bnrk*\)f pleasure.
On alt this ses of time there is not one
That sniled without the glorious fynne tlwrfiPm
The winds go up awl down upon tit© scs,
And somo they lightly clasp, cntrcnling
l.imlly,
And wuft them to thu port where they
won!11 lie;
And oilier ships Iheyhnffnt, long nmU Jindly-
.Tho cloud couiw down on the grostwlnking
deep,
And on the shcro tbs' watcher* stand and
weep#
Ami God hail' many wreck* within tho sen;
Oh, it Is deep! I look in fesr and wonder-
The wisdom throned above is dark to mo,
Yet it la sweet to think His osio i* under)
That yet tho sunken treasure may he drawn
Into his storehouse when the sea is gone.
So l, that sail in peril on the sen,
With my liclotrod, whom yet the waves may
cover,
Bay— God hath more than angels’ earn of me,
And larger share than I in friend anil lover.
Why weep ye so, vo watchers on the land?
This deep is hut the hollow of Ills hand.
Caul 8ncMcr.n.
A. Story of Duty.
Professional and Business
J_Cards.
W. A & G. I. TtASLEY,
Attorneys nt laiiw,
CANTON, GEORGIA.
Will give prompt a'teution to nil busi-
n<-K8 iu tins ted to them. Will practice in
nil tho courts of the county mid in the
Superior Courts of the Blue Itidgo cir
cuit. jan8-ly
,C. D. MADDOX,
ATTOItNK Y A T' I i A YV,
CANTON, GEORGIA
Refers by permission to John Silvey A
Co., Thos.M. Olnrkfl & Go., James It.
W.vlio and Gram ling, Spalding it Go., all
of Atlanta, Oa. janl- 88 ly
GEO. R. PROWN,
ATTROIST^Y AT LAW.
Will pract^ 0 > n the Superior Courts
of Cobh J/ft on, Forsyth, Pickens and
Dawson 0 '’ 1101 ' 041 ' am * 1(1 the Superior
and ,D"tioe courts of Cherokee,
svnee over Jos. M. McAfee’s store
Special attention given to the collec
tion of claims.
Business respectfully solicited.
[jat'ilJSd ly.]
II. IV. KF.WMAM.
JSO. 1). ATTAWAY.
NEWMAN & ATTAWAY,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
CANTON, - - - GEORGIA.
Will practice in the Sujitrior Courts
*if Cherokee and adjoining counties.
Prompt attention given
placed in their hands.
Court House.
to nil business
Office in the
[jan3-’83-ly ]
P.P. DuPREE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
CANTON, GEORGIA.
Will practice in thi Blue Ridge cir
cuit ana in Cherokee county. Oflic> in
tne Court House with tho Ordinary.
Administrations on estates.
B^rCo lections a specialty, '“©a
BEN. F. PERRY,
, AGENT —
FIRE AND TjTFE INSURANCE CO.
Office with Cherokee Advance
L. NEWMAN,
HOUSE & CARRIAGE PAINTER.
Paper Hanging and Calelmlning,
Graining and Glazing.
A-LIj WOBIi GTJAKANTKED
Can be found a Warlick’s Shop.
[jan3-83-ly]
"If. m. hardinT
House, Sign, Carriage
—AND—
ORNAMENTAL PAINTER,
FRESCO AMI OTIC ARTIST ALSO.
Ori-iUal and Grecian painting. Meza
Tinlin-, Carbo-Tuuing, pamting in Se-
pci and India Ink.
Twenty-jjvo per cent stved by apply-
’ng t. > me before contracting with others.
Material furnished at bottom pikes.
Satisfaction given or no charg e made.
Si ? i r address,, J. M. HARDIN,
[jan3-’S3-ly] Canton, Georgia.
[From Every Other Salnnlny.]
In tho middlo of a dark night Joel, a
hoy of nino years old, hoard hia liamo
called by a voice which, through hia
sloop, seemed miles away. Joel had
been tired enough when lie went to bed,
and yet ho had not gone to sleep fur
some time; his heart beat so rt the idea
of his mother being very ill. Ho well
remembered his father’s death, and his
mother’s illness now revived some feel
ings which ho had almost forgotten,
i His bed wns merely some clothes
spread on the lloor, and covered with a
! rug; but ho did not mind that; and ho
' could Lave gone to sleep at once but for
| tho fear that had como over him. When
| he did sleep, his sleep wa3 sound; so
that his mother's feeble voice calling him
■ seemed liko a call from miles away,
i In a minute Joel was up and wido
I mrnlip. ^
j “Right tile candle^” ho could jus;
i hear the voice say.
He lighted tho candle, and his boat
ing heart seemed to stop when ho saw
his mother’s face, no seemed hardly to
know whether it wns his mother or no,
“Shall I call ?”
“Call nobody, my dear. Come bore.”
He laid his cheek to hers.
“Mother, yon are dying,” ho mnr-
murod.
“Yes, lovo, I am dying. It is no use
calling any one. These little ones,
Joel.”
“I will take care of them, mother.”
“Yon, my child 1 How should that
bo ?”
"Why not?” said the boy, raising
himself, anil standing at his best height.
‘Look nt mo, mother. I can work, I
promise you—”
His mother could not lift her hand,
but she moved a linger in a way which
checked him.
“Promiso nothing that inny be too
linrd nf ter ward,” she said.
“I promiso to try, then,” ho said
"that little sisters shall live at homo,
and never go to the work-house.” Ho
spoke cheerfully, though the candle
light glittered in tho two streams of
tears on his cheeks. “Wo can go on
living here; and we shall be so—”
It would not do. Tho sonso of their
coming desolation rushed over him in a
wnv too terrible to bo borne. He hid
his face beside her, murmuring ;
“Oh, mother! mother 1”
His mother found strength to move
her hand now. She stroked his head
with a trembling touch, which ho
seemed to feel as long as he lived. She
could not say much more. She told him
she had no fear of any of them. They
would bo taken care of. She advised
him not to’awaken the little ones, who
were sound asleep on tho other side of
her, and begged him to lie down himself
till daylight, and try to sleep, when she
should be gone.
This was the last tliiug she said. The
candle was very low; but before it went
out, she was gone. Joel had always
done what hia mother wished ; but he
wondering tlint his rnothor lay so still.
If the neighbors were astonished at
tloel that morning, they might lie more
so nt somethings they saw afterward;
but thoy wero not. Everything seemed
done so uatnrally; and the boy evidently
considered what lie had to do so much a
matter of course that less sensation was
excited than nbout many smaller things.
After the funeral was over, Joel tied
up all his mother’s clothes. lie carried
tho bundle on ono arm, and his sister
on tho other. Ho would not liavo liked
to take money for what he had Been his
raothor wear; but ho changed them away
for new and strong clothes for the child,
lie did not seem to want any help. He
wont to the factory the next morning, os
usual, after washing anil dressing the
children, nnd gotting a breakfast of broad
and milk with them. Thcro wns no fire;
and lie put every knife and other danger
ous thing on a high shelf, and gave
them some trifles to play with, nud
promised to come nml play with them ut
dinner-time. And ho did play. Ho
played heartily with tho little one, <iud
if he onjoyed It, every day at noon
hour. Many a merry laugh tho neigh
bors heard from flint room when the three
children wero together, nnd the laugh
was often Joel's.
now ho learned to manage, nnd espe
cially to cook, nobody knew; nnd lio
could himself liavo told little more Hum
that ho wanted to see how pcoplo did it,
nnd looked accordingly at every oppor
tunity. no certainly fed the children
well; and himself, too. lio know that
everything depended on his strength
being kept up. nis sister sat ou his
knee to bo fed till she could feed her
self. lie was sorry to give it up; but ho
snid olio must learn to behave. Bo lie
smoothed her hair, ami washed her face
beforo dinner, and showod hor how to
fold her hands while he said grace. Ho
look ns much pains to train her to good
manners at tublo as if he had been a
governess, teaching a little lady. While
Bite remained a “baby” lie slept iu tho
middlo of the bed, between tho two
that olio might have room, nud not
Vswtl) nliwtt tOL
baby, lio Silently nlade’ neW mtuigB-
sublttoe science and practice bt dnty.
He felt that, everybody was very klwdlo
him, -but ho wns unaware that others
felt it an honor to bo kind to him.
I Urigo r on these years, when lie was
a fine growing lad, in a state of high
contort, I linger, unwilling to proceed,
lint tlio cud must come; and it is soon
told.'. Ho wns sixteen, I think, when lie
wns Oslted to become a teacher iu tho
Bumlny-sehool, while wholly not cens
ing to be a scholar. lie tried, and made
a espial tcnclier, nnd he won tho hearts
of the children while trying to ojmmi
their minds. By this lie became more
widely known than beforo.
Ou<* day iu tho next year, n tromou-
doua clattca and crash was heard in tho
fact-dry where Joel worked. A dead si
lence succeeded, and then several called
out that it was only an iron bar that hail
fallen down. This wns true, but tho
iron bar had fallen on Joel’s head, and
he was tnkon tip dead I
Bneli a funeral ns his is rnroly soon.
There is n something tlint strikes on all
hearts In tho spectaelo of a soldier’s
funeral—tho drum, tho march of com-
rndoo, and tho belt and enp laid on tho
coffin. But thcro wns something more
solemn anil more moving than nil such
observance in tho funeral of this young
soldier, who had so bravely filled his
plaJeln tho conflict of life. There wns
the tread of comrades here, for tho long
est street was filled from end to end.
Foifrelios, thcro wore his brother and
sister; and for n solemn dirge, tho un
controllable groans of a heart-stricken
multitude.
Sherman to the President,
President Arthur lias received llio fol
lowing letter from General Sherman, ao
kdAwlodging tho complimentary manner
in which tho President had announced
Ills retirement from tho Army: “Por
nut me with a soldier’s frankness to
thank yon personally for tho limnlsomo
compliment bestowed iu tho General
Ot ders. To me it was a surprise and o
not | !>- -t s.i»‘ agrecahlo ono. I hail expecloil
toactual date of my retirement
nan go- fdrm tC' ‘ * "" "
COUNT OF MONTH GUSTO, j THE HUMOROUS PAPERS.
IIIIIV Till-: IMIIOIN INI.AMI IN TllltNIvll
TO ACCOUNT AT TIIU I’llI'NIOT. I
An limiM-rllon nl n Frrnrh I’rlsnn Minis'
l-’iimmi* tiv Itir Nnvi-llsf lluinus.
WHAT 1VK FINII IN TIIB.M TO ISMII.lt
onto.
could 'not obey her in the last thing
ebe said. He lighted another caudle
when the first went out, and sat think
ing, till the gray dawn began to show
through the window.
''Vhen he called the neighbors, they
were astonished at his quietness. He
had taken up the children and dressed
them, and made tho room tidy, and
lighted the lire, before ho told anybody
what had happened. And when he
opened tho door, liis little sister was iu
bin arms. She was two years old, and
could walk, of course; but she liked be ing
in Joel’s arms. Poor Willy was the most
confounded. He stood with his ihnafore
at his mouth, staring at the bed, and
ments. Ho denied himself a hat, which
lie much wanted, in order to buy a con
siderable quantity of coarse dark calico,
which, with bin own hands he made into
a curtain, nnd slung across a part of tho
room; tints shutting off about a third of
i t. nero he contrived to rnnko up a lit
tle bed for liis sister; and ho was not
satisfied till she luul n basin and a jug,
nnd a piece of soap of her own. Hero
nobody but himself wns to intrude upon
her without have; and, indeed, ho al
ways made hor understand that ho caino
only to toko enro of her. It Was not
only that Willy was not to see her un
dressed. A neighbor or two now nml
then lifted the latch without knocking.
Ono of these one day heard something
from behind llio curtain, wliloh made
her call her husband silently to listen;
and they always afterward treated Joel
ns if ho were a man, nnd ono whom they
looked up to. Ho was teaching tho
child her little prayer. Tho earnest,
sweet, devout tones by tho boy, anil tho
innocent, cheerful imitation of tho little
one, were beautiful to hoar, the listeners
said.
Though so well taken enre of, she was
not to be pampered; there would have
been no kindness in that, Very early,
indeed, she Was taught, In a merry sort
of way, to put things in their places, and
to sweep tlio floor, anil to wash up tho
crockery. Bhe was a handy little thing,
well trained and docile. One reward
that Joel had for liis management was,
that she wns early fit to go to chapel.
This was a great point; as he, choosing
to send Willy regularly, could not go
till lie could take the little girl with
him. Bhe was never known to be rest
less ; and Joel was quite proud of her.
Willy wns not neglected for tho little
girl’s sake. In those days children went
earlier to the fact >ry nnd worked longer
than they do now, anil by the time the
sister wns five years old Willy became a
factory boy; and his pay put the little
girl to school. When she, at seven,
went to the factory too. Joel’s life was
altogether an easier one. Ho always
had maintained them all, from the day
of his mother’s death. The times must
have been good—work constant and
wages sternly—or lie could not have done
it. Now, when all three were earning,
he put his sister to a sewing-school for
two evenings in the week and the Sat-
urday afternoons; uud he and Willy
attended an evening school, as they
found tlioy could afford it. He always
escorted the iittlo .girl wherever she had
to go; into the factory, and home again,
to the school door anil home again, and
to the Sunday-school; yet he was him
self remarkably punctual at. work and tit
worship. ITo was a humble, earnest,
docile pupil himself at the Sunday-
sehood—quite unconscious that he waft
t^orq advanced than other boys in the
ujjigliiffrirm ti nhort’pnrbgtapli
iff the
common series of special orders of tho
War Department, but as tho honored
Executive of our country lias made it
the occasion for his own hand to pay a
tribute of respect aud affection to on
officer passing from tho active stage of
life )o ono of case and rest, I can only
sny that I feel highly honored nnd eon-
gralulato myself in tints rounding out
my record of service in n manner most
gratifying to my family and friomls.
“Not ouly this, but I feel suro that
when the orders wero read eu parade to
the regimonts and garrisons of tho
United States, many n young hero
tightened his belt anil resolved anew to
lie bravo and true to the Starry Banner
which wo of our day have carried safely
through one epoch of danger, but which
may yot bo subjected to other trials,
which will demand similar sacrifices,
equal fidelity and courage, and a larger
measure of intelligence.”
An Affecting Scene.
John Thomas, convicted iu Georgia
of murder has been sentenced to be
hanged. He was ordered to ho confined
in Atlanta jail until the date of tho hang
ing. While waiting for the train nt the
railroad station nt Falmetto his wife sat
by him, her head on his breast, sobbing
violently. His three little children gath
ered at his knees, kissing liis hands and
begging him not to go. At length one
of them noticed the steel manacles at his
wrist, took hold of them, and pulling them
vigorously, said:
Papa, what liavo you these on for t
| Ns shy’s Letter In the Toledo lllmle.l
Across the beautiful hay from tho city
an hour or such a matter is the famous
He d’lf, on which is the famous Slate
prison which Damns made famous by his
immortal romance of Monte Cristo,
Everybody knows the foundation of llio
novel. Edmond Dilutes, a young mas
ter of a vessel Bailing from Marseilles
and betrothed to Mercedes, falls Into a
I rap laid by a powerful lover of tho girl
nml is nooiiNcd of oonvoyitig letters from
the Emperor Napoleon, then confined nt
Elba, to his partisans at Marseilles. Ho
is entirely innocent, but bis noenser is
powerful in tho government and poor
Dantes is torn from tho arms of his lovo
and Lurried to tho Castle d’lf. The
yonng sailor was immured here for years,
and hail given up all hope of over again
seeing the outside world, when ono day
lie wns surprised to hear a scratching
noiso on tho outside pf tho wall of liis
dungeon. Ho answered it, ami found
tlint it enrno from nn old abbe who bud
also beou confined iu tho prison for
yearn, nml who woh digging a bole
through tho wall, not kuowing or earing
what the result might be. A few days
sufficed to widen the aperture so that
they could converse, and tho result wns
tho nbbo, who was well-nigh gone with
years, confided to Dailies tho secret of
the Isle of Monte Cristo, nonr Naples,
where fabulous wealth was concealed.
The abbo immediately expired and
Dantes determined to tuako a bold ntroko
for liberty. The custom wns to envelop
dead bodies in a sack aud throw them
over the precipice Into tho sea at night.
Dantes pulled the corpso of the dead
ahho into his cell through the opening
nnd enveloped himself iu tho sack, se
creting a knife nbout bis person. The
two soldiers came ut tho proper hoar,
carried the supposed abbo, but rfcolly
llio living Dan ton, to the precipice and
threw it over. The moment bo strnok
tfio wafer Dantes liDeiJvteilliiinssIf wlflt
bis knifo aud swam to a rook in (lie
neighborhood—there nio ■plenty of them
—nnd escaped by a miracle.
As everywhere olse, tho peoplo now in
charge of tho islaml and tho disused
prison liavo niado tho most of the ce
lebrity that Dumas's groat work gave
the place. They liavo selected two dun
geons ns tho identical ones oocupicd by
tho nbbo and Dantes. They dug tho
hole between them, nml you nro shown
the cells nml the opening as though tho
great novel wns a historical fact instead
of tho revelation of the most wonderful
romancer Franco has yet produced.
However, it might have happened,
the island is simply a rook in tho sea,
its summit crowned with a prison as
horrible ns one could iuingino. There
nro cells below cells. There are dun
geons into which tho rays of tho blessed
sun never penetrate. There uro others
through which all the light there over is
is what may como through a narrow slit
in the thick walls, nud it is so situated
that escapo any other way than that sug
gested by Dumas would be impossible.
Ah it was iweil ns a prison of Slate
durjug the old regime, and by tho Re
public afterward, a great many tragedies
have taken place within its wnlls, which
still show mementoes. Mirabeau wns
confined hero for a long time, a brother
of tho King of Poland was here for
twenty years till death relieved him,
“detained,” ns tho records say, “by re
quest of the king.” The brother was
I probably troublesome, aud kings wereirl
the habit of obliging each other in this
Ho was safe enough here.
T1TKT COBT MONKT. ‘
Mrs. B.—"Isn’t tIliB straugo?” ' “
Mr. B.—“What is strange, dour ?”
Mrs. B.—“Tho paper says that a
Georgia man, now worth $150,000, never
wore n pair of shoes until after ho was !H
years of age."
Mr. B.—“I don’t seo anything' ro*
markable about that."
Mrs. B.—"You don’t ?”
Mr. B.—“Certainly not. He proba
bly inherited tho $150,000 from hia
father.
Mrs. B.—“But how did his fnthor get
so much money ?”
Mr. B.—“Ho saved it on shoos."—
Philadelphia Evening Call,
T,OVR*H YOUNG DnP.AM. X '
“OoBe sweet pwocions is oo V” * '
“l’so ooi-e sweet pwceioua."
“Ooso hungry title bit ?"
“Use could nibble itsy bitsy.”
“Ooso snll liavo hinchy, pwoOtoiiS."
“Itsy bitsy ehleky-wiug, sweetay.”
“Tidily iddy ilnrl’, have a eookby ?”.
“No, owuest-own—a pickiilo."
They were not idiots on their way to a
retreat for the feeble-minded or lunatica ,;
going to an asylum. They wore married ' .
lovers, bad boon married nearly two
hours and were taking their first lunch
ofi the oars. And the rest of the passen
gers did not rise np and slay them
either, wliloh shows tho degeneracy into
which as a people wo huvo fallen,—Do-
ttoit Free- Prett
BOYLIKK.
Au able-bodied father was slnnfTy *
going home to liis dinner, when hjs
eves fell iipoll liis yonug hopeful hard at ,
work shovoliug snow for his.tuiole, for ,
flin, It's curious what lots of fun il is
for boys to shovel snow for somebody
qlso, and yet it is'such bard work to
shovel snow off the posrement at homo.
“Come on home to dinner,” shouted
«,« lather, i “you know 14- wifk-oews be
richool time."
“Don't have to go to school," an
swered tho hopeful.
“Why not, pray," said the paternal,
putting on a stern air that mennt busi
ness.
"Only one session," shouted the boy.
“It’s too Imil weather for us children to
go out.”
* jju wa.s hiiiu uucu^ii hul,
The child kept trying to pull them off, ^ jt ^ (;utir(>ly turned, the place
ignorant of tho dreadful truth of why
they wero there. Failing to release
him, the child appealed piteously:
“Papa, do please take off tlieso ugly
things. 1 don’t like to seo them on you.
Take them ofT so you eau lift me up on
vqnr lap.” .
' By this time tho other children joined
in the appeal, and the crowd of persons
surrounding could not repress their
tears, At length the train rolled up, the
murderer was taken from his weeping
■family, mid was soon on hi3 way to await
his terrible doom.
The Only Private.—Dave Walker
was one of the best soldiers iu the army.
Dave was in Richmond some time siuc^
and sitting at night in the St. James
Hotel, he heard a fellow with a cocked
hat on talking everybody nearly to
death about the war. He said he had
I be in a Colonel. Finally he drew a seat
up Ly Dave aud asked him if he was in
the war. Dave said “yes, he was there.
"What position did you hold ?” “None,
sir,” said Dave, “I reckon 1 m the lorn -
Rumcst man in the world.” “Ah, wuy
so?” asked the Colonel. “Why,” said
Dave, “I was a private in the war, and 1
cm the only one I have overseen since.
WAS HUE MAD.
“I'm just ns nmd as I can be I" ex
claimed Auunbollo, os Hhe entered the
house, her face flushed with vexation of
nngor, ns ono might chooeo to call it.
“Why, what is the matter, Bello?”asked
her mother. “Matter enough, mother,”
replied Auimbolle. “This world is utter-,
ly selllsh, and I despise it. I felj down
on t no ico, u little below here, and what
do you tliiuk ? Tho first man who came
along said ho hoped I hail broken no
bones. Well, ho was a surgeon. Next,
(1 mug rain, the dry-goods dealer, told jno
he trusted my clothing was not injured ;
nnd then Mi's. Scrub, tho washerwoman,
hoped my undergarments weren’t soiled.
But I can fofgive all those, considering
I broke no bones, did not injure my
clothing or soil my uudergarments; they
arc in business, and wero looking out for
business. But I won’t forgive that
Hmitlibnry. Ho came along and holpod
mo up, saying he hoped I hadn’t hurt
myself. That whs all right, but I saw
him smile twice, once when I foil, amd
again when he spoke to me j ahd I hate
him. I y°n this is a Bclfisb, cruel,
sordid, unfeeling word—there
tun TranucrlpU
being in the guardianship of a dozen iu
valid soldiers and an old woman with a
handsome daughter, who makes a living
Ly exhibiting the place and retailing the
lies that olliers have invented. They
Lave out the great story of Dumas,down
to a very fine point, nnd thoy have
photographs of the good old abbe and
Dantes and an engraving of the escape,
all of which you are ur t ',ed to purclinse.
Whether you iuvest in illustrations of
the fertile brain of Dumas or not, you
must drink a 1 Kittle of veiy bad wine or
beer, aud you must likewise liisbnrse a
franc or two for 1 heir services. This,
however, is the best use the hoary old
record of crime was ever put ro.
The Hungarian patriot, Kossuth, is
eiglity-one years of age, and lives in
Milan.
Supi'Bf.ssed gout is wliat is causing
Cardinal Mauuing all his physical
trouble.
This is a phenomenally good winter
for (he lumbermen in Wisconsin and
Minnesota.
As rnATUTY covers a multitude of runs
before God, no does politeness before
men,
^F,VER KNEW WHAT KTt/VKD HIM.
“I was chopping in the woods ono day
last winter,” said he, ‘,‘wben my dog, a
healthy terrier,crawled into a hollow log
ami found a poon. Ho took Mr. Coon
by the nose and pulled him out into my
presence. When the coon saw h°w 1
w*»; situated with a big ax and a yearn
ing look he yanked the dog back into
the hole in the log. The dog was a
light weight, but his staying qualities
were something to contemplate. He had
the coou firmly clinched, sud to that
gentle influence ho yielded frequently,,
but as often withdrew from tie cold
world, taking the ambitious pup with
him. They kept sawing it off this way;
for nearly an hour, and it began to look
as though the coon was going to win the
rubber, when an idea struck me. When
the dog palled the coon out to view 1
aimed my ax and struck a terrifio blow
at the coon’s nook. Just then he gave «
jerk and pulled the dog’s head to the
spot where his should liavo been.
"That dog don’t kpovr to this day bnt
that it was the coon that killed him.”—
The E}/c. .. . ....