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FAYETTEVILLE. FAYETTE COUNTY, GA., FRIDAY, MARCH 81. 1893.
NO 34.
Only a Hong to Baby*
Soft and dusk the gentle twilight
Fell upon the peaceful world;
Far and faint the southern spice grovea
On tbe breeze tbeir sweets unfurled.
As I listened to my mother,
In that dim-grown distant time,
When she lulled me, softly, softly,
With a quaint and timeworn rhyme.
Only » song to baby,
Wooing to By-low land;
Only a soft caress,
Stroked by a loving band;
Only a tender prayer,
Only n gentle sigh,
Only n cooing chorus,
“By-o-hnby by.”
In the gnarled oak by the window,
Piped a robin’s calling note;
Trembling softly thro' tbe distance,
Ort the dew-wet scented moat,
Tinkled bolls of loit'ring cattle,
Homeward browsing by the way,
As my mother lulled me softly,
Softly at tbe close of day.
As my gentle, dove-eyed mother,
With bor mist of falling hair,
Sang above her sleeping baby,
So I sing tbe self-same air;
And my drowsy, dimpled darling.
Closes soft his gold-fringed eyes,
While the suD-tints, crimson, glorious,
Melt athwart the evening skies.
Song had lulled me, softly, softly.
On my mother's faithful breast;
8ong that lulls my blue-eved baby
To a calm and conquered rest;
Song that rings through all the changes,
Love, that lights a darksome way,
Lull my darling, softly, softly,
Lull him till the perfect day.
—[Sarah W. Temple, in Detroit Free Press.
A BLANK DAY.
BY MILDRED II. G. DARBY.
There wits no use in disguising the
fact; we ImU drawn onr last cover—
Blank I The sun was inclining toward
'lie heavy clouds on (lie horizon, tell*
ing us that it was past 2 o’clock on a
wild afternoon; so, surely, all
thoughts of sport must now bo given
up for the day.
“Arrab, ynr ladyship, euro an* it’s
not to homo ye’ll bo going? His lord
ship must put the hounds into that
weo bit of gorso bey ant tiio Knock I
There’s afoxjuBt after leaving it,”
asserled Mickey Dwaue, liorsc-bronker
to the neighborhood, ns ho jumpod
from his saddle to ease the * 'young
one,” who ho hail boen lurking over
every av'ailable Obstacle as he went
from cover to cover.
“Yes, Lady Norn,” said Captain
Dcspard, adding his eutrcntics to
Mickey’s, “do petition your brotho r
to give us another chancel It is no
distance to tiro gorsc.”
“Very well,” said I, and • trotted
Satauella up to whore, looking highly
disconsolate, my brother Richard
stood amongst his hounds, taking
council will) Jamie, our old huntsman,
as to the expediency of taking the dls-
spirited pack home.
“All right, old lady,” he answered;
“so be it! Wo’il try tho gorsc, and
now, Mickey, if you’re wrong, n
plague on tho whole race of horse-
breakers I”
“More power to you, me lord!”
shouted Mickey, jubilantly, ns lie
mounted tiio plunging “young one.”
“Sure, an’ there never was an Earl of
Ballybritt yet that was not n spoils
man eutoirciy!”
There are only Dick and I left now
to tako care of ouch other. Mother
died when 1 was born, and father
last year, leaving Dick my sole guar
dian. As ho wus then only just of
age, and I was seventeen, all our rela
tives cried out against onr living
alone, but wo managed beautifully,
and neither of us wished for any other
arrangement—until lately.
I could not hide from myself any
longer that Dick loved cousin Ida
more than me, and I feel sme he
would have asked her to marry him
before now, only ho is afraid of what
1 will feel. Hcigho! I didn’t think
I wanted to marry any one, but some
how I have learned to sympathizo with
my brothor.
“Now .smile, and bring us luck^
Lady Nora,” said Captain Dcspard, os
ho ranged up alongside me, cantering
over the springy turf bctwcon us and
the gorse. lie smiled, himself, as he
•poko, and his plain face looked al
most haudsomc.
“I am afraid that the foxes won’t
be at homo to look at any smiles of
mine,” I retorted, laughing. “Re
member that they are very hard-
heartod and headed beasts!”
“I only tvish I were more of a fox>
then,” ho answorod, in a low voice.
“I find my heart and my head fail me
often now.”
“Yoicks, f’rard, my beauties; Rat
tler, Banker, get ou to him, lads! Hi,
Melody, f’rard!” Jamio’s whip
cracked, and a dismal yelp from lazy
“Lavender” hastened the movements
of the puck, who rushed into cover,
whilst we stood anxiously around.
A few moments’ silence; hope sunk
into despair, when, almost to our sur
prise, and much to our ilellght, we
heard one hound givo a whimper;
thou two or three more spoke to a
scent, and thou, oh,un«pcakablo bliss 1
a ringing “Gono away I” from the far
side of tho cover told us that our tox
had broken. There was no need to
wait for the hounds to bo put ou the
lino; they were at his heels with a
burning scont, hunting so closo that
“a sheet would have covered
the pack!” Away we wont
after them, down by tho right of the
gorsc, through a largo grass field,
then over a nico four-foot stone wall
into another great pasture. The pace
was terrilic. Some small fences were
crossed in our horses’ strides, then a
bank almost anyhow, a gap next, and
then a straggling, ugly bullfinch led
us into an aero of plow, beyond
which, through a handy gate, which a
grinning “collccii” held open for us,
we came on to tiio best of all our
country—largo medows fenced with
cloan, big doubles and occasional
walls.
We had run now for 15 minutes
without a check! Sntnnclln was going
graudly, and hud not made a mistake.
Sho took mo a triflo too fast
at (he walls for my taste,
but seemed to measure iter distance
exactly, for wlieu she readied them
sho jumped tiko a deer, and at the
banks too, it was boautiful to feel her
—like a cat in agility—leap on to tho
top, aud changing hor foot in a sec
ond, spring over tiio groat dark grips,
landing witii plenty of room to spare.
To my left rode Dick and Jamie,
loading by about thirty yards, and to
mv right Captain Despurd, and be
hind, trailing at longer and longer in
tervals, tiie rest of the field. Dick had
looked back at overy fence to see if I
was safely over. Now I saw him put
up liia hand, and knew that something
big was before us, and big and nasty
it was—a deep-cut drain on tho near
side, aud a bad lundiug on the far
side, witii n high, rotten, razor-edged
bank between.
“Now, Satnnolla, my beauty, go
carefully,” I whispored as I watched
Dick got over safely, the treacherous
bank caumbling under his gray’s
hoots; but with a scramble they got
over. My turn then — tho mare
bouned like a door, on and off, and a
shout of approval greeted Wr per
formance from the onlookiug peas
ants, who, forsnking their plows and
horses, had rushed to watch tho
“leping.”
But I was scarcely over, myself,
when, to my horror, 1 heard a crash
on my right, and saw a confused
mass of man aud horse come rushing
into the grip, and a pink coat gleamed
between tho cruel steel-bound hoofs.
Great heavens I It was Jack
Despnrd. I turned absolutely sick
with fear, as I pulled my mare
round, to find, I feared, my
friend kicked out of recognition.
But, instead, to my infinite relief, 1
saw him crawl from under his horse,
muddy enough, but apparently with
out broken bones.
“Not hurt a bit, Nora, doai!” lie
cried, seeing my white face, “and 1
will get my horse out in a second.
Go on. I will ca'ch you up.”
] am sure Salanclln knew what a
weight was off my heart, as site flew
along, and my cheeks must have
tingled, such joy camo over mo at
Jack’s unconventional speech. How
ever, I had no lime for such rumina
tions, for, owing to a slight cheek, tho
rest of tho field nearly caught us up.
Mrs. rousonby, witii her bunds down
aud her teeth clenched, was bucketing
her grand bay to pass mo, and seomed
inclined to ride “very jealous” in my
wake. If I bad fallen, she would
certainly have jumped on me. I could
imagine her heel going, as slio drove
tho spur home. Tho bay spurted, but
Satauella declined to yield her lead to
anjr oue, and in two more fields I was
with the hounds again.
They had to hunt very carefully
over some cold plow for a bit, but
pickod up the line ou tho grass, and
then raced on again—two moro walls
nud a bank with plashed bushes on
the top. Satauella flew it, with
several feet to Hie good, but the over
ridden bay blundered, lost his stride
and fell, Mrs. Ponsonby ahootiug
over his head, clear ovor the bank it
self. I saw her spring to her feet
and make a grab at her reins; so with
uu easy couscionce, 1 raced on. What
was that 6tealmg, mud-stained aud
panting, along tho bodge? Tho
pack saw him, too, as slower and
slower the fox crept. Done to a turn I
A yell, aud they were on him; ono
vlcions snnp at the leading hound, and
he was rolled over aftor « gallant run
of forty minutes with ono check.
“Whoo-whoop, hear him, hear him,
worry, worry!” It was soon ovor,
and a grinning mask on Dick’s saddle
aud one moro brush to my credit arc
all that arc left of ns bravo a fox as
“oiild Roland” ?rcr hold.
“Well ridden, old girl!” was Dick’s
comment. Then lie added, rather
sheepishly: “You rido on home. I
am going round by the manor, as I
promised Ida the next mask wo got.”
So we departed, and I knew cousin
Ida would kcop him for dinner.
“Will yon have a very dirty escort,
Lady Nora?”
“I’m so glad you were not hurt, and
your good ling all right, loo!”
“Well, I don’t mind having had
that fall a bit, for I saw in your face
that you eared. I must spank out
now, for, oh, child, you have stolen
my lieurl! ’
The bank of clouds on the horizon
lmd grown -d and dark again before
we got hoiu-. Jack lifted mo off my
horse at tho hail door, and—well, I’m
not nshnmcd to own it—lie ki.scd
me.
Whon Dick came homo he said (o
tnc:
“Nora, I’ve news for yon! Don’t
he angry, ducky, but Ida lms promised
to marry me!”
“Dick,” I answered, “I’ve news
for you! Don’t bo angry, old boy,
but I’ve promised to marry Jack Des-
paid!”—[Outing.
Polly and the Dogs.
Polly was a grny bird, and a re
markably clever talker. Tho son of
his owner was an enthusiastic sports
man, owning a kennel of some dozen
or more setters and pointers, anil paid
close attention to the teaching of his
dog3 aud tho gray-hcaded parrot. The
bird could imitate bis voice so closely
as to deceive members of tho house
hold; nud from him it lmd learned
snatches of many songs, tiio call notes
of game birds, and, ail unknown to
the sportsman, it lmd caught tiio shrill
of his dog-whisllo anil cortuin orders
ho gave to his dogs.
When the sportsman was at home,
Polly kept all knowledge of tho dog-
whistle aud dog-lnugunge discreetly
dark; and my friend has told me that
ho never heard cither used, except on
certain occasions when lie had nmdo
a sliow of going to his offlcc and slyly
concealed liira.olf about the premises.
When lie was away and the cauines
were loft at home, there was rare fun.
Tim kennel yard was enclosed by a
moderately high, close fence, which
tiio dogs could leap over if urged, if
they clmnccd to be lying about un
chained inside, which they frequently
were, as they wore trained to stay at
home.
On such occasions, Polly, from his
stand on the front veranda, would
suddenly sound his whistle, “Ahctn-
ow-ew-ahom! Hi! boys, hi! hi! hi!”
Over the fence would conie an ava
lanche of handsome, excited dogs,
rushing with glad yelps round the
house to the front door, eager for a
swim in the river or a merry race
across country. A dozen or more
would cluster about tiio steps, whim
pering in their excitement aud eyeing
tho door for the first glimpse of their
beloved owner. Suddenly Uio voice
they knew so well would shout iu
angry tones, “Dor-r-r-ai Down!
Down! Bob, you rascal!” and the
pair would sink prouc, while the rest
hesitated and faltered, with droopiug
tails and cars, and saddened eves.
Then would como a short, fierce com
mand; “A-a-li, you rascals! Kennel
up, you brutes!!” and a swift line of
discomfited dogs would glide round
tho house, and a flutter of silken tails
would wnvo an instant above the ken
nel fcuco as tiio disappointed animals
sought their quarters. Then Polly
would langli an l chuckle for an hour,
and ho know enough not to repeat tho
performance that day.—[Demoreet’s
Magazine.
Extinction of Elephants Inevitable.
Attention lms been called to tho in
evitable extinction of the African
otcplmnt if ivory hunters aro not
checked in their work, Seventy-five
thousand elephants are annually
slaughtered in Africa for the sako of
their tusks. Reproduction among
olcplmnts is a very slow process, (ho
period of gestation being throe years;
hence it is easy to understand why
ivory has already become very dear.
Mr. Poloveri suggests that since an
elephant’s tusks, which are solid, can
bo cut off with a sharp saw, without
hurling tho animal, and an animal
once captured by tho methods em
ployed In the Government Koddahs iu
India, can bo easily secured for this
operation, “the ivory traders would
gain time, save labor and avoid tho
criminal folly of exterminating llioir
sourco of revenue, if tlioy could bo iu-
ducod to resort to this more liumau
method of obtaining ivory, instead of
to tho unnecessary and brutal butchory
of vast hords of valuable, inoffensive
and tractable animals, which takes
place year by year.”—[New York iu-
denendont. — - - -
REMARKABLE RUINS.
Remains of Ancient Castles in
Arizona.
One Buiding Was More Than
400 Feet Long.
Near Flagstaff, Arlz., and on tiio
Upper Verde, there arc the ruins of
ensiles still in as good a stale of
preservation and much resembling
many of Ihoso in (lie north of Eng
land and Scotland, tho ages of which
wc may approximate with a consider
able degree of certainty. One in
particular that is very interesting
stands near the head of the Verde
River on a peak that constitutes tiio
extremity of a spur of the Bradshaws.
Th peak is granite, and rises
abruptly out of (lie valley on
three sides, while the fourth
is protected by t ho mountain
spur, which is about one hundred
feet higher and hangs an impassable
precipice above the smaller. O i this
shelf or bench the building was con
structed of stone and cement in such a
position that one on tiio ruins can got
a good view of the entire width of the
valley and fully five miles either up or
down it. Through ihc taller mount iiu
of volcanic rift lias allowed n per
petual stream of water to flow,though
it was fully sixty feet beneath the
base of the castlo and back of it, so
that the water came out underneath
the cliff and flowed across the mesa
into the river.
In order to piotect themselves
against a water famine in a time of
siege Ihc iuhubitauts cut n fissure
through tho solid rock fully 60 feet,
and changed the course of tho stroam
so that it flowed out ou the opposite
sido of the rock and directly through
tiio fortification, inakrog it impossible
to cut off tho supply. t
This building was over 400 feet in
length by 250 in width. One of tiio
walls yet stands fou; storio* in height,
though some carlliq :ako has changed
the surfaco of the mountain until tho
outer one has fallen/yql tho one now
standing Jeans e :i, ? njjrabiy ^Riward.
the north. This si. .icturc alone aon-
AtAinod over’ a&o to .
have easily accommodated a thousand
people. Back of th;is a cave, partly
natural and partly artificial, tiint ex
tends moro than 100 foot, and through
which they descend to the water.
This was also cut up into rooms, each
one of which was nicely plastered
witii some kind of cement that is now
in a good state of preservation.
There are niches in the walls, where
they evidently kept their jewels and
valuables, aud I am informed that two
small rush bngs were found in one of
them, though I did not visit it first
and did not seo them. A number of
jars tilled with parched beans were
taken out, aud ono of these jars or
olias, holding about a bushel, is In the
possession of Mr. Drew, who has a
ranch near by, aud is used all the time
for holding drinking-water. It is of
a very dark-colored material, thor
oughly glazed, but outside of the heat
necessary to do the glaziug, it has not
been nffoctod by fire. It has been
cracked almost entirely around, bin ii
lias been mended with some kind of
gum so deftly that though it had been
i iu liis possession for years, Mr. Drew
had not discovered it until ono day re
cently when we were examining it to
gether.
Iu this cave about twenty skeletons
were found. The skulls of some of
them had been crushed, wliilo
others appeared to have died natural
deaths, though the bones were so bad
ly decayed that had fatal wounds
been inflicted on any other part of the
body titan tiio head it could not have
been discovered when we made our
examination. Tlieso remains were
scattered about the inner rooms in
evidently the satno position in which
they had fallen from starvation, or
lmd been laid by the bauds of their
comrades after being stricken dowu
by their foes. Around tiio bony
nocks were found the amulets and on
tiio wist.s the shell biacelcts that pro
tected them from evi! or sol ved them
as ornaments during life.
The structure was built altogether
different from ho fortresses at Zuni
and Acoma, lie uier does it resemble
any of the Pncbio bi ddings iu New
Mexico.
Judging from ihc mass of cement
scattered about on thediff, tlieso walls
must have once been six stories in
height and the building almost ns
large as tho Casa Grande iu the Gila
river valley.
Queer Story About a Defalcation.
“That was a queer story Henry
Watterson told in his lecture nbout a
defalcation case at Louisville,” said
a gentleman who hoard the eloquent
journalist at Entertainment Hall to the
“Man About Town.” Ho said that
several rears ago a gentleman holding
a commanding commercial and social
position in the Kentucky metropolis
had used tiio funds of the corporation
of which lie was the trusted financial
head, and when thc*d:iy of accounting
came lie found lie was short in ids ac
counts. Tho time was too brief to
make tiio deficit good, and his own
fluids were in such shape that lie was
inextricably entangled. lie was un
honest man, but in a moment of over-
confidence hud permitted himself to
deviate from ttic narrow palli just
enough to use tlie firm’s cash as a
temporary loan, promising to return
it at once and promptly.
As is always I lie case, lie failed to
keep his promise, atul the delay was
dangerous—when the time came lie
con'd not. Instead of wailing ihc in
evitable discjverv, lie catlel a meeting
of the directors, mado a straightfor
ward confession, resigned his posi
tion, threw hiinsolf upon the mercy of
the Court, so to speak, and pledged
himself to pay over every dollar if he
were not exposed and prosecuted.
An animated discussion followed, and
large majority were in fuyorof giving
(lie delinquent a chance. His hitherto
high standing and undoubted busi
ness ability were in his favor, not to
mention that he might have skipped
if lie had desired. Two of the direc
tors held out. They thought it would
be compounding a felony, and it was
an awful thing to let such a man loose
upon the unsuspecting community.
But they were outvoted, aud the de
faulter was given another chance.
Ilcisnnva prosperous and wealthy
business man of Louisville. Two
years afier his misfortune one of the
two men who had objected to his re
lease was a fugitive in Texas charged
witii embezzlement, and at Ihc end of
another year the oilier fled to Canada
to escape arrest on the rnino charge.
In the whirligig of lime this prosper
ous merchant, whose early misfortune
these two men had endeavored to turn
into (Hsgrucc and calamity, said
CSfOticl Watterson, was the foreman’
of tlie Grand .Jury that indicted the
two fugitives. Beware tiie first false
stop, <y>htiuued__Ctvl0*ncl Wattcrson/
■*0111, non t always oo'ndfw,.?. ttiw“VIctim
without giving him tiie benefit of the
doubt. — [Si. Louis Republic.
CHILDREN’S COLUMN.
roi> corn.
Ob, the sparkling eyes,
In a fairy ring!
Ruddy glows the tire,
And the corn we bring.
Thy lumps of gold
One by one wc drop;
(five the pan a shake,—
Pip! Pop! Pop!
Pussy on tbe mat
Wonders at the fun;
Merry little feet
Round tbe kitchen run.
Smiles and pleasant words
Never, never, stop;
Lift the cover now,—
Pip! Pop! Pop!
What a pretty change!
Where’s the yellow gold?
Here are snowy lambs
Nestling in tbe fold;
Some are wide awake,
On tbe floor they bop;
Ring tbe bell for tea!
Pip! Pop! Pop!
— [George Cooper, iu tbe Whole Family.
A Mother’s Song.
Hush, my baby; sweetly rest 1
Mother’s bov feels no alarm;
Pillowed soft upon her breast,
He knows not of earthly harm.
Whst though life be dark and sad —
Mother's love can make it glad.
I.Htle child, close to my henrt,
See, I press you closer still,
For your dear weight heals its smart—
Even 1 have known life's ill.
What dream you of tears and sighs
While you gaze in mother’s eyes?
Baby mine, my bonny lad,
Do you guess your power, dear ?
Earth cannot be dark nor sad
To this heart while you are near.
How can life be ought but sweet
When child-love makes it complete?
-[Virginia Franklyn, in Harper’s Bazar.
HUMOROUS.
We may not love tlie barber, but
wo like to bo “next” to him.
Binks calls his doctor his biographer
for the reason that lie s at work on his
life.
There is many a young man that is
able to ent into a forluuo who cannot
carve oue.
A man who would steal Hay would
probably do so with the hope of gat
ing out on bale if arrcstel.
THE ENCHANTED FOX.
Once there lived witii an old woman
a little giri whose name was Marion.
Tills old woman was very cross and
ihc used to make poor little Marion,
who was only 9 years old, do all the
hard woik.
One day when she had cleaned up
'.he diuuer dishes and put the place iu
order she went out into tiie yard to
foed the cliickc is, and what was her
surprise when she saw playing with
them a littlo fairy with a golden
wand.
She was not frightened, as mos^; UfluL
little girls of her age would be, for “To-day was prize day at my
she walked right up to the fairy and J school,” said Jimmie. “And did my
asked her wliut her name was. At' little boy get anything ?” asked papa,
this the fairy became very angry and . “Yep. Got kept iu.”
said; “You wicked little girl, how “Your speech is rather sharp, I
dare you ask a fairy what hor name think” compiaiueJ Mrs. Hawkins. “I
is? ’ and with that she touched Marion j, ave to make it so to get it in edge-
with her wand and immediately j wise,” rctoited Hawkins.
A pleasant cemetery lot
Awaits the person silly
Who puts on thinner clothes because
It doesn’t seem so chilly.
The mau who can tell what lie lias
seen in his travels is intelligent, but
tbe mau who can’t is positively bril-
Geff’s Perpetual Clock.
Darius L. Goff of Pawtucket, II. I.,
a man who lias always humored a
natural Leal in tiie direction of me
chanical curiosities, is tiie proud
owner of a clock that never “runs
down.” Ail ingenious contrivance
attached to 1 he door of the Gotf man
sion keeps tlie wonderful timepiece
constantly wound up, the simple, act
of opening and closing the door serv
ing iu place of a key. But this is
not all, by a good deal. Electrical
appliances, operated by this perpetual,
never-liring clock, light the gas jet in
the hall as soon as dusk and promptly
put it out ut 10.30 [>. m. Another
handy attachment rings an “carlyris-
ing” bell for the servants.
Half an hour later tiie same auto
matic lever drop; and a bell is rung
for the family, followed in another
half hour by a “breakfast bell.”
Wires and electrometer attachments
run all over the house and play all
sons of queer prauks. Besides per
forming the wonders above men
tioned (which the reader must con
fess is a fine thing for a family who
are so punctual that everything is
done by clock-work), a wire attach
ment of the clock is connected to
queer little music boxes iu each
chamber. These boxes play the or-
tnodox cathedral chimes every time
tiio clock strikes, •tilling tho entire
house with sweet music at least
twelve times every day. — [St. Louis
Republic.
Not a Full Load.
Mr. llawker, nu eccentric Cornish
vicar, was wont to allow lus church
to remain iu somewhat picturesque
untidr.ess—a ueglcci that scandalized
a nev and very zealous curate, who
ono flay brought a barrow, filled it
wiin all tiie rein tins of Christmas
decorations, odds aud cuds of matches,
etc., which he had picked up iu the
church, nud then carted tho whole to
tlu vicar’s door. “1 liavo brought you
all the rubbish 1 liavo found in your
church,” said tiio curate, reproach
fully, expecting to utterly shame his
careless superior.
“Not all,” was tiie quiet reply; “if
you will kindly seat voursolf on the
heap ou the barrow, I will sec that the
wliolo is speedily carted away.”—
[New York Observer.
An cilice building is to bo erected
at La Salic and Washington streets,
Chicago, at a cost, including tho in-
vcstmenl in the site, of #3,000,000.
Marion became a fox. The fairy then
dauccd around the fox for glee aud
vanished.
As Marion was now a fox she could
not cry; eo she trotted away into the
woods and found a little cave, where
she took up her abode.
Now she thought was the lime to
pay back ■the old woman, whom she
hailed Grabuy, but she really was not
Marion’s giVndmu. So by and by she
trotted back '*o the Price, where she
caught two nice fat chickeus, which
made for her a very good dinner. The
next day she did the same thing and
so on, until there were only two chick
ens left. At this old Granny was very
angry, as she did not know what had
become of either Marion or the chick
ens. One day when Marion, the fox,
was eating one of the chickens for her
dinner in the cave, who stood before
her but tlie fairy.
“Well,” said tiie fairy, “how do
you like living the life of a fox? I
guess not very much, but you wilt
only have to stay in your present
shape for ten years, and then you
shall he restored to your former
form.”
After saying this she vanished as
mysteriously as she had appeared.
Mariou did not reply, although she
was not very anxious to become a
girl again, ns she would only have to
work hard for Granny. But she said
to herself: “Ten years is a loug time,
and by that time I will be grown up.”
Marion bad a very good timoiu her
free life in tiie woods,aud hardly knew
how time flew by. As she was one
day wearily chasing a wounded bird,
suddenly tiie whirr of an arrow was
heard, and Marion rolled over as if
dead.
Just then the Prince of that country
and his hunters came riding along,
and what was his surprise, when, in
stead of tiio fox ho had shot, ho saw
lying on the ground a beautiful
maiden. He lifted her tenderly on his
horse and rode back to the palace,
where he gave her in charge of a
nurse. The noxt day, when she was
restored to consciousness, she took a
walk iu the palace garden, where she
met the Prince, who, as soon as ho
saw her, advanced quickly towaad
her and they walked togethor. After
she had told him her story, he said:
“Never mind, Marion. Old Granny
shall not trouble you any more, for
you shall livo hero always and bo
happy."
When the good King died the Priuce
became King, and lie afterward mar
ried Marion, who was happy for tho
rest of her days. — [St. Louis Star-
Sayings.
Unexpected,
“Haven’t you forgotten something,
6ir?" saiit tiie waiter to the diuer who
din not believe iu tips.
“If I have, you may keep it for
your honesty.”
“Thank you, sir. You loft this
pocketbook on your chair. It prob
ably slipped from your pocket.’’—
fPuv'L-.
Willie—Papa, some oue has invented
a magazine gun. What kind is that?
Papa (reflective y)—It must be ono
’hat goes off once a month.
l'bey took in cold earnest his effort-! I jest.
But never his zeal did it choke,
And he smued as he murmured, “Th* world
is »♦ best ’ —
A very poor judge of a joke.” *
The foilow who steals fuel from
bis neighbor’* wxJ-r r ‘ ■ •-—■*—*-'•‘*2-3
some of the sticks charged with djna-
mile uiv l-o l *aid to strike a-rc-pon-ivO
cord.
“Mamma,” said Tommy, “does
sugar ever cure anybody of any
thing?” “Why do you ask, my boy?”
“I thought I would like to catch that
disease,” said Tommy.
“I wish I were an ostrich,” said
Hicks, angrily, as he tried t> eat ono
of his wife's biscuits and couldn’t. “I
wish you were,” returned Mrs. Hicks.
“I could get a few feathers for my
hat.”
A callow youth was placed by his
father in the office of the village at-
to ney to study law, at a in’ary of
no liing a week. At tiie end of tiie
first day’s study, he came home, and
ibis father said: “Tobo, how do you
j like tiio law?” “Taiu’t what it's
craike.l up to be,” ho replied. “I'm
sorry I learned it.”
Snow-Storms in the Sierra N’evadas.
“I have seen it snow so hard in
Nevada,” said James Milhuni, “that a
plough with four monster engines
belaud it would be completely stalled
before it had gone one mile from a
suow-slied. Tho down-tumbling
flakes would cover the clear track so
fast that once the plough got stuck it
couldu’t back out and would have to
be dug out by snow-shovellers when
tiie storm had ceasod. I have seen
two.story houses completely covered
bv tho snow and telegraph-poles buried
out of sight. Often in tiie canons
houses are readied through long tun
nels in tho snow’. Ono night a guide
led me through one of tlieso tunnels
and I was amazed to find myself sud
denly transferred from a waste of
wearying witness into a brilliantly
lighted bar-room tilled with men,
which was the ante-room to a big
dining establishment and part of the
lower floor of a large two-and-onc-
lialf-story boarding house. Not a sign
of it had been visiblo from tiie out-
I side, not even a curl of smoke. Snow
is snow iu the Sierra N’evadas. There
are cauous in the mountains flint liavo
it 80 and 100 feet deop sometimes.”—•
[St. Louis Globe-Democrat.
Got Tilings Mixed.
Mr. Suburb—Well, how are you
getting along with my artosiau well?
Contractor (despondently)—Wo aro
down 500 feet aud haven’t struck rods
yet.
Mr. Suburb—Rock? Good lands!
You’ve got tilings mixed. I told you
lo boro for water, man—water. I
don’t want a siouo quarry. —[New
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