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COCK CROW.
Tbc moon has net; the prophets of flie morning.
Sonorous and defiant, shrill and clear,
Und■ t tht* starlight echo forth a warning,
‘ The lord of day is near!”
A R«*nse of light unse n is slowly growing
O’er ucap, and wold ere yet the dawn's un
furled—
Ere* yet tlie god, on stairs of gold a-glowing*
Climbs up ;he edge of the world.
Sweet is l 1 " funrise savor of the grasses,
t’ra^ram tin* incense of the dewy way
And brealh of flowers, yet no sweet surpass-s
The scent of the new horn day.
—Kdon Pliillpotts in Literature.
•- V.
\ AN ADVENTURE
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Three or four years ago I was given
an old Confederate bill of Slt/'k and
ever since I have kept it in my pocket
book as a kind of talisman. This sum
liter, however, it came nearly proving
anything but a talisman, for it was the
cause of a disagreeable adventure.
It happened on one of those hot days
in the Inner par, of June when the
streets or Boston are like bake ovens
xsjtjs.
time out* finds little pleasure in them
i had an afternoon off from my busi
ness and so determined to take a trip
down the bay to Bass Point and Na
bant. These resorts are only an hour's
ride from Boston, and I could go down
on the 2 o’clock boat and come back
nth
'Pile steamer 1 was on was fairly
well erowded. but not uncomfortably.
and I was sitting on the upper deck,
tailing in tin* view and congratulating
myself on having escaped from the
roasting city, when I was interrupted
by some one tapping me on the slioul
dor A cripple was offering to sell me
a pamphlet. I took out my pocketbook
and selected a nickel, and in moving
some hills the Confederate Hill fell to
the deck I picked it up and put it
back, and at tin* same time 1 noticed
Hint a man who was sitting next to me
eyed me keenly. Naturally I thought he
was anxious to strike tip an acquaint
mice, so I turned to him with the con
volitional "Pleasant day ”
"Yes." In* returned politely. "Splen
did."
•You are going to Nnlnint, 1 sup
pose?"
"No—er yes: I think so. I think I
shall get off at Bass Point and walk
over to .Valiant Splendid walk.”
Then we talked on various subjects
and admired tin* picturesque marine
views which went rolling by like a
huge pa liora tua. Taken altogether
that trip down the bay was one of the
most delightful I had ever experienced,
for the day was so perfect, the gentle
•dip of tin* boat so soothing and my
companion decidedly agreeable. He
possessed all the magnetism of a clever
conversationalist and entertained me
brilliantly
We got off the boat tit Bass Point,
which is a jutting point of rocks crowd¬
ed with those buildings common to
popular summer resorts. It was Sat
onlay, and the place was overflowing
with pleasure seekers. We found little
to interest us there, and we soon start
4 *(I for Nnliant. a small village which
lay about two miles farther along the
shore on another point and across a
considerable bay
About midway over we climbed a hill
which commanded the whole country
a ;i i sett for miles. When we got to the
top. we threw ourselves on the grass
to rest. We chatted carelessly for
awhile, and my companion—Ills name
was »Tester Brown, we had exchanged
cards -pointed out several little points
of interest with which 1 was not fa
miliar.
"1 love to lie on the grass like this
and watch the water sparkle,” la* said
"It looks like gold.”
We sat there for some time and talk
•ed. Then Brown sat up suddenly and
asked me how I should like going in
swimming. The prospect of a salt wa
ter bath struck me favorably, and 1
readily assented, So we descended
the hill and walked aloug the curving
path toward Nalinnt.
We weut to the beach and got a
bathhouse. There happened to be only
one vacant and we shared it together.
] did not mind that, however, for 1
was iu an agreeable mood. The air
was warm, and the water seemed a bit
colder than it really was But 1 on
joyed the bath hugely. Suddenly my
companion rushed out of the water
and made for the bathhouse, calling
back to me that he had a chill. Of
course hope of > being *••»«>-. able to "*>*"*;*"»'*'»' help him. '","**■ \\ hen
i g poned JLo (iOv .. i?o mgs just sinking
tiowu on the seat us though with the
*gue. 1 went to work and soon had
him warmed up by violent rubbing
with a rough towel.
We dressed hurriedly and went out
to sit on the rocks. Some people were
fishing there, and wo watched them,
By and by we get tired and climbed
down the rocks to where the water
gurgled and swashed iu and out of the
weed covered clefts. If Brown had
been bright aud entertaining before
our bath, he was decidedly glum aud
silent afterward. He would gaze stead¬
ily i. it to sea as though in deep
thou it. and his brow would wrinkle
retied i vely. Then he would change.
and ids motions became jerky and Ir
regular. At times 1 thought he was
excited, and 1 attributed his changed
wji ys to t!i<* sudden chill.
While we were sitting in one of the
clefts, out of reach of the water, a
dainty boat rounded a point and glid
ed past us. Brown quickly Jumped to
his feet and said: “How would yon like
to take a boat ride? This little bay is
beautiful.”
“Is there a boathouse about here?”
I inquired, looking about me.
“Oh. yes,” he returned eagerly.
Bight on the pier."
“That would be a pleasant way of
watching the sun set—from the water,”
1 said.
We clambered up 1 tin* rocks and went
to the boathouse, where we got a boat
and rowed out into the pretty bay. The
sun was setting, and the shading of
the sky was exquisite, shading from a
bright lemon through reds and purples
to a misty gray. Presently the big
globe dipped lingeringly behind the dis¬
tant bills and gradually sank down,
leaving a ruddy glow behind which
skimmed the ripples and shot streaks
of „ gold , , through , some _b!nck. iii rolling n
clouds which were poking them omi
nous to l ,s nbo\e the lmiizon.
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rowing. Kitting that way ue could
both see the sunset. *' <>i ti long time
we said nothing. I rowed, on halt lazi
*. turned v - " ben to Brown the sun with had a disappear'd, smile. Ate I
v<,,, enjoying yourself I asked.
•
“It’s dreijmy.” lie returned and look
ed out to sea. 1 hen lie added quit Uy.
“hull way out Lets tow bit out to
sea and conic back bv moonlight. 1 In*
nition rises early. 1 was nunc than
pleased, tor a moonlight tide \..is mo,e
} han I had hoped toi. So in spite of
die black clouds which w ete garlic, ing
hist. * rowed on and on. Liow n olfeied
to row once, but 1 told him that i was
perfectly satisfied, Pretty soon a
breeze sprung up and ruffled the wa
ter. ! looked back again at Brown and
found him eagerly scanning the Itori
zon. 1 !*.* started slightly when lie saw
,n(> looking at him. "Row on!" he said.
•‘Row on."’
His manner was peculiar. I thought
he was nervous. "Do you fear a
storm?” I asked without turning my
head. Just then a pretty large wave
thumped against the bow. “It’s getting
rough," I added. “It always does after
the su:i goes down.” he said. “Row
on." I looked up at the sky. out of
which the fast fading. Then
I stopped rowing for a moment. We
were almost out of sight of land. It
only looked like a black streak through
tin* twilight. The waves had grown
considerably, and 1 knew that they.
together with tlu* tide, would soon car¬
ry us beyond sight of land. Then if
there should be no room, and if a
storm should come up—I found myself
getting anxious.
“We must go back," I said decidedly
and was just going to pick up my oars
and turn about when I felt a heavy
weight plump down upon me and crush
me to the bottom of the boat. One
oar was lifted clear out of the rowlock
and dropped into the water. In a mo
ment Brown’s hands were at my
throat, and he was choking me and
butting my head against, the boards. I
could not speak, and my senses were
fast leaving me. I remember his face
being close to mine and his heavy
breathing sounding loud ,and labored.
Then the sharp raised rib of the boat
seemed to crunch into my head, and I
lost consciousness.
The first thing 1 became aware of
was a faint rumbling which came from
t he distance, aud as 1 gradually recov-
1 saw flashes of lightning spread
over the sky. A storm was coming
fast. The boat was rocking violently,
aa ,i Brown was bending over me batli
ing my face with water. 1 reached
out my hand and grasped him.
"Don’t." he said simply and made me
let go.
1 tried to get up. but lie pushed me
back. "Li** still. The sea is rough.”
The storm came oil faster anil faster.
Flash after flash of lightning lighted tif
tlu* heaving ocean: the thunder grum¬
bled. rolled and crashed; the waves
rose to frightful heights and rushed
(j OW j, upon the little boat with tlieif
t0 ps curling and falling. The boa,
would rise on the crest of a wave and
then take a sickening dive down until
; t St >i.;r.,*d to nu* that we must surely
reach tlu* bottom. Then tlu* going up
w?is so sudden and the motion so differ
l>!it that I held my breath. We were
wet t* the skin, for tlu* boat often
Lv.W,. right through the top of a
h„n,.»,he r o( t he
half sinking boat and waited.
i !io storm was sliort. 1 ko tliundei
became fainter and fainter, and the
lightning ceased its zigzag form and
gave out soft, broad glares far off on
the horizon. The air changed, and it
became cold. 1 do not know what time
of night it was, but it must have been
somewhere near morning when a big
wave dashed us against a pile of rocks
and completely shattered the boat. AY 0
were flung out and lodged in a large
crevice between two towering rocks,
With what strength we had we climb
ed up the ragged surface of the recks
till we were out of roach of the pot:n*i
inyr waves, and there, in a cleft, we
shivered till morning.
It was not long before the sun put in
a sickly appearance through the rifts of
the scudding clouds and revealed a
long stretch of heaving, muddy Oil
lows, some of which still frothed and
foamed There was a stiff, cold wind
blowing in from the east, and it made
us numb. We waited till the light got
strong, and then we climbed the jag
ged rocks and found we were on a jnt
ting point of the mainland in a little
bay. Far away 1 caught the gleam
from the dome of Boston’s statehou.se,
and 1 knew that the waves and tide
had carried us almost back to Boston.
It did not take us long to reach a
house, where we were cared for until
we were ready to return to the city.
I had made up my mind to tell my
adventure to the good people who
cared for us, but I changed It. And
when I started to go Brown crushed
something into my hand. lie started
to say something, but stopped, and,
turning abruptly, left me. I looked at
what be bad given me. It was my
Confederate bill.—Exchange.
Broncho Hill's Denomination.
D,,Hn ~ tlu> f*®, 1 ' 8 of hiS C f''? er
ns an actor \\ ill had in . one of his
tlH . ntrica] co an!es a westerner
nanie(1 Broncho BilL The re were In
dians.in the troupe, and a certain mis
Thinking that Broncho Bill would bear
a j j tt looking after also, the good
„ UUJ secured a seat by his side at the
(jinner table and remarked pleasantly:
“T],j s j s Mr. Broncho Bill, is it not?”
“Ynas.”
"'Where were von born?’
,. Xcar Ki1 Bullard’s mill, on Big
pigeon.”
••peligious parents. I suppose?”
“Yaas.”
“Wliat is your denomination?”
“yjy what?"
“Your denomination.”
•• o—all — yaas. Smith Wesson.”—
c f the Scouts,” by Helen Cody
Wetmore.
Close to \atnre.
The West Virginia mountaineer lives
|t*ry dose to nature, and viewed from
many standpoints the relation is char
acterlzed by pleasing amenities. Juicy
berries refresh him along the road;
nuts drop into his path: “sang” (gin*
seng). which makes one of his sources
of revenue, reveals itself to his eye as
be follows the cows to pasture; a cool
brook springs up to quench bis thirst
when weary of following the plow;
f,ine knots are always within reach to
make* light as well as warmth; mud
and stones easily combine in his hand
to shape a daub chimney and a trough
dug out of an old tree furnishes a re
ceptaele that Is as good for dough at
one end as for a baby at the other.—
Popular Science Monthly,
A Victim of nml SenmnnsTilp.
The dean of Bristol in "Phases of My
Life” relates the following:
"From time to time I met at dinner
a great friend of Lord Rage's. Admiral
Boyle. Invariably when we met tl*-;
admiral of the old school would come
to me and say. ‘Do you. sir. read the
account of St. Paul’s shipwreck?’
•• *Vrs. it is the appointed lesson.'
•••Well, all 1 can say. as an old sail
0 r, is that if any captain in her majes
ty’s service handled his vessel as 111
captain of that ship did he would have
been court inartiaied next day and ilis
missed the service.’ ”
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All In the (inme.
“Here is a terrible thing.” comment¬
ed the young thing, looking up trom
the paper. "A young man attacked
|,j s w ife with a poker and was only
stopped by the screams of the woman.
w bich attracted a passerby, who sum
uioned the police.”
"Ah. a poker game." replied the ma
jor. “The gentleman ’passed.’ the lady
•saw him’ and ’called.’ ”— Pittsburg
Cli ronieh*.
DSvInIoyi of I.ntior.
Close Fisted Parent—I tell you. my
son. it is a great deal harder to spend
money with good judgment than it
' 0 *li”fvm™ Jinn (not m <W listed,
-Well, father, let me take half
burden off your lsinds. You make it,
and i’ll spend it.—Chicago-Tribune.
Slot 1nt«*n<i«*d h'or Rebels?
San Francisco, Aug. R — The
aminer today says: The City of Peking,
which sailed on Saturday for
Kong by way of Honolulu and
haunt, took among her cargo
oouuds of shot, the first shipment of
kind ever made to Japan. In addition
tnere were 107.650 pounds of pig
meur is g0111B to he put is not known,
suj^j? 6 stions huvo boon mad© tiiat
may be intended to smuggle it into Ma
alia for Agninaldo ana nis army.
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Brook Hav r:v, Miss., Aug. S.
Washington, a negress, living 2
above Bogue Chitto and about S
south of here, weut out visiting last
Friday night, leaving her three children
iu the liou<e locked up. During her
sence the house was fired iu some unac
re.uutab e nuinii.-r and the tnree chil
i:r<fU " ere u,at ’ a " J ' ''
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