The Algona Upper Des Moines from Algona, Iowa on July 20, 1892 · Page 8
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Algona, Iowa
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THE PPPER f>m MOINES. ALGONA, IOWA, WEDNESDAY, JULY 20,189g. Commencement at Blllvlllo. Commencement's como at Dillrillc—the girls arc in the show, A-fimllin' an' bcRiilltn' in H mnzo o' cnllco: An' Hiey'resteliln', speeclii/j-in'— got the reins wlthontn check, An' the boy is still a-stnndin' on the usual burnln' deck! An'jfary's got her little lamb—as gentle ns a shont. An' notnsinprle drum Is heard—not even a funeral tvite: An' Jeer's rollin' rapidly—you almost see it shine, An' pome arc born at Blngen—at Bingcn on the Khlnet they're jroln' like two-forty—the town can't get to Plwp. For Pilot, 'tis n fearful night, there's clanpcr on the ui!t'j>: And Curfew shall nof ring to-night—they've sworn it, niul limy know! Commencement's conn; nt Blllville, nnd tlie girls aroiu tiie show! —Atlanta Constitution. Gcttlti' Home Agcn. to home agon, after all the the roarin' of tho busy city agen—heart a-bcatlu' bluer grows it—smllln'' home Gcttln' back Btrl forte rattlin' an life; Gettin' back to home . high- Qreener grow the meadows an tho sky; World seems all dressed up for sweet, an' then- Oar wheels keep a-slngln': "Gettin' agon I" Don't it please a feller, when he's travelln' through the land, Mint Iiomu comes out to meet him so, an' takes him by tho hand? —Atlanta Constitution. ALICIA'S DIVORCE. There was no accounting for it. She could have been anything she chose in that little ^Georgia town. She could have married any man not already married from the blacksmith up to tho justice of the peace himself. But she chose to throw herself away. When the proselyting elder of the later-day saints left" the town with his three converts, Alicia among them, the people arose in their might and talked of running after him and hanging him to the most convenient tre'e. It was terrible, they said, that a poor girl like she, with no parents to look after her, should embrace such an awful religion as mormonism. They talked a good deal about the matter. That is the way they arose in their might. And so Alicia, firm to her new-found faith, was taken across the plains in an emigrant train to Salt Lake. A cattleman named Nephi Hearn, Who could quote verses from the Book Of Mormon by the yard, came up from AriKona and met her at the elder's house. He saw that she was fresh- Cheeked, large-eyed and black-haired, and he began forthwith to make love to her. .Now love and all that were not a part of Alicia's programme, if, indeed Wie had any programme at all. She had gone to the land of the saints with her precious nottle full of the beauties of the doctrines of Joe Smith,but when it oame to the Brighamite part of the religion—the marrying and giving in marriage—she hesitated. Perfect simplicity of faith shone from her eyes when she faced the music, or rather the big, ugly man lie- fore her. The bishop told her she must marry Hearu and, of course, she married him. After they had gone through the endowment house and taken all tho "obligations" he carted her over 300 miles of alkali desert and sanely wastes to his ranch in Stone Jug Valley, which is in central Arizona. Alicia did not like this journey. The curt bad a canvas cover that shaded her head, but the heat boat up from the ground like the heat from burning Gomorrah, and her pretty cheeks became tanned and pink. They looked all the prettior for that, but she did not like to fool of them. And this bio- man who married her—who was ho^ and where was ho taking hor to? Ah, well, one must have faith. The saints all liavo their trials. Tho man was doubtless a good man. Tho bishop had said so. Ho would care; for hor. She would lovo him after a time, perhaps, and if not, why tlieru was the book to road and the hymns to sing and the prayers to repeat. It was well with hor soul. What mattered the rest? At Stone Jug ranch Hoarn introduced her to his two other wives. His q.tlior wives! It mado bur cheek llame and hor eye Hash. Here was something of which she had not before been made aware. But oven had somo one at the (irst bluntly told hor that she had gone among a polygamous pooplo Bhe would have biion none tho wiser. Polygamy meant no moro to hor simple mind than did polythuism or polarization. Of course it was all a hoax. Still, if It wore, it seemed strange that Ik-am and tho two women should carry tlium- solves so grimly. The women wore Ugly and jealousy mado thorn uglier itill, Their faces wort) brown with it. She. doubted and doubted. But when Heart! was away the women took pains to explain everything to hor. JChey throw light on .several shady diaptors in the book. They repeated passages from tho sermons of tho dead »nd gone Brigham. Then she saw and, seeing, shook With tho rage that was in hor. She say, you little man there, with nomin t3 do an' all day to do it in, jest hump yerself an' git up a good fire an' cook the best meal ye know how to make." The liftle man with nothing to do had plenty to do all that day. He cooked his level best and scraped the rust from dishes that had not been cleaned for a month. And the other boys. How thev helped and how they'hung about to catch a glimpse of her. It Was a laro-o day for them all. ° there was set before the grateful Alicia what reporters call a "bountiful repast." Of this she ate freely and then she felt better. By noon the next day she was herself again. How the boys gaxod at hor, every man Jack of them dead in love with her! •> Now that she was woll it was time, she thought, to go on hor way. But the big-hearted, " generous Josselvn would not hear of it. Strange,isn't'it, how in twenty-four hours n woman with two big eyes can got into one's heart and lill one's whole mind? No, Josselyn would not lot hor go. "But my husband will bo^afler me," Bhe said, with a look like a frightened fawn's, "and I cannot go back to him." "Your hus " Josselyn could not finish (ho awful word. The revelation nearly laid him flat. Ho did not looi; half the man he had looked a moment before. "Yos, my husband." Then she told him all about it. "And I tore that Book of Mormon into ton million little piVcc-tv' .«hesaitl. with tightly closed tooth, at the ond of her story. "Good enough," he said.takin" heart a bit. But all tho afternoon ho chewed oi> the bitter rellcoiion. "She's in;n-n'»" to him after all." Ho could see it in no other way. After the boys had all left camp next morning—all save Josselyn—down came Ncphi Hearn with a very black face. He wanted to know whore his wife was. He was told by Jossolyu that she was there in camp but ilia' she would not go back witli him. "She won't, oh?" and out flashed Nophi's six-shooter in a twinkling. "No, she won't," and Josselyn''s six- shooter was grasped lirmly" in his hand. Now, any man is a fool who will draw his pistol without sullieiont grit to live up to the dr A aw'inar of it. It was all bully-ragging on Nephi's part. He wanted to frighten Jossolyn. Ho saw now that he had mado a mistake. The error would have cost him his life had ho had a more excitable man to deal with. "Yes, your wife's here. Put up that gun or I'll make a charming widow of her in jest two seconds." The weapon went back into the coward's holster. "Como out, little one," called Josselyn. _ _ Alicia came forth from a covered wagon. "Now, what do you think of a good, solid, perfectly legal divorce?" asked the man -who hold the large, shining key to the situation, smiling in Im turn. She looked at him questioningly. "It would be just magnificent," she said, after a moment. And Nephi scowled until his eyebrows came nearly to his cheek bones. "Wai, in Si Jones' kit there's a bible. Go an' git it." She obeyed readily and came back with a little worn volume in hor hand. "Now, there's somothin' that's jt-st about fourteen million times bcttor'n tho Book o' Mormon. Noph Hoarn, stick your right paw up into the air and put your other on this 'ore b«ok. Alicia Hi-am, you do tho same." Alicia edged as far away from hoi- husband as she could, while she put trho Lips of her lingers on the book. "An' now do you both swear never agin to be man an' wife, so Ion"- as you both shall live?" ° "Ye.s," said Alicia, firmly. Nephi hesitated. situation looked at unwinking c-yo and POPULOUS WITH CATS. An Uncanny Colony in Sole Possession of a Pacific Island. Santa Barbara islands, off the coast of Ventura county, says the San Fran Cisco Examiner, is a rocky peak which rises many feet above the sea, without verdure and watered only by such lakelets as gather in recesses of the cliffs during rainstorms. It is uninhabitable and undesirable in every way, since it affords no shelter to vessels nor anything that miirht be of value to their crews. Fishermen touch in passing, but they are the only men who ever bring ne'ws from the' bleak sentinel rock. The island is about three-eighths of a square mile in area and stands a frowning menace to navigators. Jts position, seventy-Jive miles from the coast line, would make it suitable as a summering place if any attractions wore there, but its only inhabitants arc cats. Where the 'cats came from or why they have thrived on the desolate rock aro unanswerable queries. They are there in numbers and increasing. No one believes that evolution has produced them from starfish or that they were generated spontaneously. The only tenable theory, and that one which finds general acceptance, is that the torn and tabby cats from some smack which touched at Santa Barbara island mast have gone ashore and been loft when tho smack sailed away. Common sailors and lishermon the world over have, infancy, peopled unknown shores with all sorts of strange monsters and distorted men, and .Santa Barbara island, in common with other rarefy- visited spots, has boon wreathed ab'out with garlands of sea-dog fancy until the superstitious have ooino to look upon, it as an uncanny place. Sailors tell of horrible phantoms that sail through the air from pinnacle to pinnacle of the rocks, singing as they fly, and of others that gather near the water's edge and entice the mariner by lascivious genu- flexions and soft murmur!ngs" like those of the sirens who wait everywhere for Jack ashore. But it is all cats. The cats do the singing, and if there is any murmuring the oats purr that into the eagerly receptive sailor ears. Fish are in plenty about tho island, but some of the lirhprmon have fancied that certain whitish objects near the beach on the southern side are human skulls, and other objects aro thought to be tho bones of human castaways who may, perchance, have, after death, boon gnawed by the cats. When all tho foolishness of the fishermen is put aside there yet remains the curious fact that the island is thickly infested by cats of all colqrs. They manage to live by eatino- M-,.^J uiu..ii»^u w il , o UJ UULHI*^ aUUll fish as may be washed upon the beaches . „ vintf tt iio m IlUl . OllU to see other proofs, but Of these wo will not inquire. It was Oliough. Sho tore 'the book into little bits and walked the ground like a Ugress, or, which is much tho same, like an enraged southern woman. Now, tho Stono Jug ranch was forty miles away from anywhere, but she turned her bank upon it that very nig^ht and llud away over the desert. btrango shapes shot past her in the night. "Coyotes howled on hor track. The cactus pricks seemed like the serpents. Tho dust of The key to tho him with its one ho drawled out: "Ya-as." "Amen," said Josselyn. Then he took tho book and put it in his pocket. "Now get out o.' hero as fast as the Lord'll Irt ye, Nephi Hoarn—you slab- sided saint! Wo prefer the comp'ny o' coyotes to yourn any wool;." And Nephi mounted his and_ fled away, filling the choice Mormon oaths. When tho boys hoard of it they were mightily pleased. "Now sha can marry anybody she fancies, can't she?" remarked "Blue Peters, grasping tho Reniington on Jossolyn's shoulder. Jossulyn never looked handsomer than when ho mado reply; "No, not any one; a very partickler one." And so it turned out. or among the rocks and find the young and eggs of sea birds at certain sea° sons. An occasional feast of flesh is carried to them in the carcass of a porpoise killed from some passing vessel, or in the carrion refuse from adjacent whaling stations drifted to the island by tidal currents. A precarious existence it is at best, and the wonder is small that the cats are gaunt and eager. They troop about their island, and sometimes indulge in general engagements, after which the survivors devour tho killed ami wounded. Six years ago two fishermen of Ventura wore lost at sea. A year later another fisherman, Fazzio by name, was carried by adverse winds near Santa Barbara island,and when he at last escaped being wrecked and returned to his homo he told a ghastly tale of snowy skulls on tho island beach and wreckage from a fishing sloop among the rocks. Ho fancied tho skulls must bo those of his missing friends. He told of angry screeching cars that gathered on the rooks and apparently waited for his body to bo cast ashore, and his story soon became a legend of tho island. _ Tho lonely island is still in possession of the pussies, and passing sailors piously cross themselves as tlToy hear awful voices coming up out of the depths apparently. LORDS OF THE PAMPAS. Ilubits of tho South Amerloiin Gauchos, Who I.,lvu In the Saddle. child is taught to ride almost octore he learns to walk. As he gets older his principal amusements are taming ferocious colls and lassoing dog> auu birds. In many instances the gaucho : :• -co.- descent fro:u prominent Spanish i 1:11- ilies. Tneir wild lives on the iv.;ii.>:'..-, however, separate them from t.r> civilization which ('xi.-ts in tuu South American iviiubiii!.^ Their religious tendenciis.-i »rj .strong, and in almost every jranclio hut may bo found a small image or picture given to the owner by one of the priests of Mendoza or Cordoba. fr.iu-jhos will carry their offspring for milo^ aoi'nss the pampas, and face the <!:-L-.I ';••! pampero or cyclone of the plains, in or-lu- to have their little ones formally napti/.od. In like manner they will •• irry their dead strapped across a horse i;>r burial in consecrated ground. bir franni« Tlr-iul. a famous traveler, W'.M i^jiiiit a ;-.rcat' deal of time among them, i'.iys t..-ibu.:? 10 their genuine hosj .. -il: v. In r!i ; summer lime, when tliau- iiuts arc iui'esLu.l with f'ija.j and bilicluichas or bugs as big as black beetles, tho entire family sloop on the grass in front of their hut. When a traveler arrives at a gaucho habitation after bedtime tho custom is for him to throw his saddle, or reca- do, next to one of the sleepers. All that, he can see is a lot of bare feet and ankle's. The guest's supper is cooked on a big iron, spit, and he is cordially invited to seat himself on the skeleton of a horse's head to enjoy it. Tho members of the family sit around on similar stools and, with long knives, out large iiDiitlifuls from the roasted haunch. ' ; The hut is lighted by a lamp made ol bullock's tallow, and the visitor can soo his bridles, .spurs and la.ssos hung from pegs of bones on the walls. The free and easy life seems to agree with the children, who are plump, good- natured and black-eyed. They do not bother their heads much about clothing, and playfully fight while they eat. Meanwhile, the fowl, perched in a corner, looks down upon the diners. The gaucho never turns a wayfarer away, from his humble hut, and is ope'n-handed in his hospitality. His endurance is wonderful. He will ride thirty leagues a day without showing fatigue, and will brand cattle from sunrise to sunset without eating a mouthful of food. Occasionally after nightfall he will rido to some lonely pulperia or drinking shop, to pass away a few hours with boon companions'. Music and dancing are always furnished by the proprietor. It is at these fandangoes that a hot word or jealous look will bring two gauchos face to face with the ever-ready kjiife drawn. When WIT AM) HUMOR. Shoslts her down and with much care Proceeds to scan the bill of fare, Fho reads it up, she reads it down, All heedless of the waiter's frown. She gently Blghs and turns it over, As ifrshe thought there Should be more, And then exclaims: 'Tlease bring to me A biscuit and a cup of tea." —Life. Dt-ad men have more friends than living men.— Atchison Globe. co nip (.lay o' tho mustang air with There is no leads a wilder life than perhaps, who the herdsman w J^IV.»»|.L»U u i. i nuij iJtiilJia ui. ,/i.i "UJJ" Uruguay and Paraguay, and tho of Kio Grand do Sul in Brazil, Telling a Southerner. of x vas in her mouth and in the her 6 tings desert hair. She walked all night and until noon tjie next day, when she uamo in sight oj a cowboys' camp. To hor unaccustomed tye it seemed only a half-mile away lat she forced Jior aching feet for six full miles before she reached F tho touts. "A gal in trouble!" That was enough for Big Jossolyn to know. Ho was tho otiief of tho camp and ho mado the rest "stau 1 roun'," as they put it. "Givo her suthiu' to drink—a nip put'n that air bost bottle," Big Joasa- lyn ordered, as ho laid tho faintiuo- down upon his blankets. "An 5 ? "You can tell a southern man in New York by watching him across tho street," said Capt. J. G. Stuart of Virginia at the Southern Society clubhouse yesterday. "I am in Now York so ofhMi that I am Gothami/ed and go dodging between coupes, carriages, street ears, carts, delivery wagons, omnibuses and other vehicles °at a street-crossing with groat facility, Tho average southerner now to Now York can bo positively known by his action in halting on tho curb aiH]"waiti))g for street.carriages to pass before making a break for tho other sido. Ho has an indelible idea in his head that ho is doomed to bu crushed to death on tho crowded streets of this great metropolis and that vehicles drawn by horses are to bo the medium of his dissolution by violence. Ho becomes so timidly cautious that you can mark him in a minute. The average southerner is naturally chivalrous ami bravo, but he is moro lethargic in blood than northern men, moves slower and moro deliberately and is so seldom in a hurry that ho rarely or never rushes across a street crowded with tlyin" vehicles."—A 7 . Y. Press. Duriiu; the last year 1,8J) girls were graduated from the Boston Cooking school. v o of the pampas or vast plains of Ar tina, Urn state says a writer in tho Cincinnati Commercial Gazette. His domain stretches from thu mouth of the mighty Kio de la Plata to tho foot of the snow-capped Andes, and has been appropriately likened to a vast soo of level country. Tho gauoho has Spanish blood in his veins, and lias a splendid physique, which is displayed to the finest advantage on horseback. He is almost free of allegiance to anyone. By turns herdsman and breeder, he may sell his land to any one of the states that border on tho pampas. He is a born lighter and his red poncho or cloak is known to and feared by all. His hut is built of tho stalks of giant thistles which cover the plains at certain seasons of the year. Sometimes tho building is merely a rootless in- closure surrounded with hedges of ' au- enemy, tho Ponhuonchos or pampas Indians. The usual dress of tho gauoho is a white shirt, wide trousers well laced, a rich poncho over his shoulders, boots of polished leather with enormous spurs, and a wide- brimmed hat with a fantastic band. in his hand ho invariably carries a re- bomiuo or cattle whip" of cowhide, with a handle of massive silver to enable him to gain a firmer grip. This is tho well-to-do gaucho's at- tiro. Not all can afford it but all aspire to it. Like tho Indian, thp gauoho jseoms to live most of tho time on horseback. His saddle then is his pillow and his poncho is his sole covering. His children are left to swing from tho roof of his cacti-enclosed Tint in an odd-looking cradle of bullock's hide. Tho four cornei-s of tho cradle are drawn toether by strips of tho little. those dances are most unrestrained it is not unusual for two swarthy rivals to sing verses about each other to the accompaniment of a guitar, while, a crowd of their companions form a circle around the wall of the drinkinsr place. * The spectators vigorously applaud each hit made by the contestants as verse follows verse. The singers drink cana, a native wine, until it affects one of them so much that he resorts to bittei taunts, which are replied to in the same spirit. The inevitable row follows. Each rival draws his knife. It is then war to the death. And some friend of the one who is killed carries the dead man, strapped to his horse's back, across the pampas to his late home. The gaucho dearly loves his horse. When he wants to mount he places one end of his Irvi'ce on the ground beside the animal, catches the weapon with one hand at a point above his head, and with a dexterous spring seats himself securely on his horse's back. He will clutch tho main of a gallopino- stood and land on his back with the ease of an acrobat. Every once in a while the pampas Indians swoop clown on the gaucho huts in the absence of the owners, sot lire to the stockades, and masacre the women and children. When the o- a u- chos return they organize a hunt" for vengeance, and in turn spare not the Indian women or children. The country ovei which the gaucho holds sway is made up of groves of palms of countless species, miles of clover and cacti, towering thistles and flowers of groat beauty and infinite variety. Above is a soft sky, and the atmosphere is so pure that malaria is unknown. A stingy man is a man who has no mercy on himself.— Hum's Horn. The man with horse sense is not always found at tho race track.— Galvcs- toti News. Why should pawnbrokers be reviled? Po they not keep their pledges?— Texas Siftings. Is the fellow that "paints the town red" guilty of a cardinal sin?— Atlanta Journal. De Footlights—"Variety is the spice of life." De Foyer—Yes; but I prefer the ballet."— Brooklyn Eagle. It isn't the man who oftencst breaks his word who is the best authority on parts of speech.— Boston Courier. Watts—"Did your barber shut up Sunday?" Potts—"No. He merely closed his shop."— Indianapolis Journal. t The dog that loses his master is without a friend, and so are some men when they lose a dog.— Binghamton lie- publican. It is a rare maif who hasn't some kind of a friend to como and tell him the unkind things that are said of him. — Alchison Globe. Fair Amateur—"Yes, I painted this. What school of painting would you call it?" Artist (gently)—"Boarding- school."— N. Y. weekly*. About all the difference wealth makes in a man's condition is that it lengthens the chain by which he is bound.— Atchison Globe. Mamma—"Why did you run off from school and spend the d'ay rowing about the river?" Boy—"Papa said he wanted me to prepare for college."— Good News. "I felt so cheap during the ceremony," confessed the bride to her dearest friend. "Why, my dear?" "Because pa gave me away."— Detroit Free Press. Mrs. Buffington—"Billings, that dress you made for me is so tight I can't breathe in it." Esthetic modiste— "Yes, madam; I noticed you were fond of onions."— judge. Friend — "Trouble with your wife, eh? What rock did your domestic shin split on?" Spinks—"None at all. Hadn't rocks enough; that was the difficulty."— N. Y. Weekly. Junior Partner (when the export had finished his examination of Mr. Lojjer's books)—"Is he short in his accounts?" Expert—"No, sir; it's his cash which is short."— Detroit Free Press. Customer—"I wish to got a pair of shoes which will be easy and comfortable the first time I wear them." Dealer (indignantly)—"We don't keep second-hand shoes, sir."— Judge. Carruthers—"I can't say that I particularly admire the girl of the period." Waite—"You don't? I guess you never contrasted her with the girl of the interrogation point."— N. Y. Herald. Reader (to editor)—"Here's a fine article on spirtualism." Editor Mao-a- zine—"Accept it, but hold it till the author dies; then send him a check on publication."— Atlanta Constitution. Cupid is getting bow and arrow ready for the summer season. A peculiarity of his shooting is that the more Mrs. he makes the better the girls are pleased.— Philadelphia Times. "What do you moan by saying you want to speak to me on business "when you only want to borrow some money?" "Excause me, but • borrow!no- money is my business!" — Fliegemfe rotten bridge, madam, half ahead am? we want to got over it" as little strain as possible" n v Life. ~*»-ook\ "This is angel cake," said tlm ,. husband to the young wife „ u * "' tho first cake she had made fnM • ' "No," she said, "it i* a common, 1 ' 1 ?' cake." "I know bettor." he", 11 ' 511 "it is angel cake." "What „,"!!!"* so positive?" "Because an it."—A: Y. Press. Country Drug Store Clerkrto . cal customer)—You need not b ' that I shall make any mistake i too careful to do so. If I'iimj ti 'I do not understand a prescription T''I variably put up a little mi.xUux- oU.1 own of plain soda, chalk, and '-- J ' juice — which is harmless ] Bazar. An Englishman traveling j n fornia was much impressed7n- aa men of American humor. He \ V n, I ing down a dangerous mountain i-JSJ in a coach, when he saw these omii I words, branded in .black lot*£ H a white board nailed to a wavshl'o I ' "How would you like to have7b r * nock and a dirty shirt on? Go'--' Pioneer laundry."— Youth's C A bishop was traveling i n a mini country and encountered an old Iri«° man turning a windlass which l,an !i up ore out of a shaft. It was his ZJ to do this all day long. Hi s h,^," oil'and the sun poured down'onliU unprotected head. "Don't you kno tho sun will injure your brain if Vo expose it in that manner?" said th» good man. Tho Irishman wim-d tl -iweat off his forehead and looked -it clip durgyman. "Do you think I'd ! 18 dour this all day if I had any bruins?' sa,.i bo; and then he g'avo tin'liiiudl. another turn.—."'' ' CAPITAL OF THE HERMIT The Griiiid I.lnma's Palace-nulls, SlorleJ Temples mitl Monster Tomhs. Blatter. Yabsley the moon is I am pained Co see that etting full again." Mudgc — If you had as much jimcrow poetry fire you.. as the moon has you cacti, whieh' serve to keep out tlTega oho's fiercest enemy, tho Ponhuonch . As soon as the child can walk hia mother gives him a sharp knife, a foot long, to play with. All through life the kaifo figures in the gaucho's existence. He wears it conspicuously at all times and is quick to use it. Hla This Happened on the Wabash. "I witnessed a curious episode on the Wabash some time a"-o," said Harry T. Milnftr, at tho Laclode, to a St. Louis Globe-Democrat man. "At Do- catur two ladies, evidently .mother and daughter, came aboard and sat down facing a distinguished-looking, faultlessly attired stranger, who proceeded to stare fixedly at the young lady until forbearance ceased to be a virtue. Tho hot blood mounted to hev cheeks and she plainly showed her aversion to the stranger's attentions. Finally tho elder lady spoke to him sharply, calling him impertinent, but ho continued as before. The young lady sprang to hor feet and struck him sharply on -the cheek with her fan, remarking that she would 'give him a lesson in good manners ho would remember.' The stranger half rose removed his hat, and said with the utmost politeness: 'Ladies, I am truly sorry I have offended; but I-I am bund.' Then it was the young lady's turn to apologize. I met the trio at Indianapolis last week and the stranger was still staring at the young lady Gut with more satisfaction." Ho had recovered his sight and married hor." A Monkey's Ilcvcnge. Tho following anecdote clearly illustrates the reasoning poworof tho monkey tribe: One was kept tied to a stake in tho suburbs of Havana, in a place where ho was repeatedly robbed of his food by crows. One day ho laid still on the ground, pretending to be dead. The crows were allowed to steal to their heart's content until tho artful simian was sure they wore in reach. Instantly he grabbed one by tho leg, and, despite its loud calls for help, literally plucked every feathe.T f-om the luckless bird and then Hun<* it towards its screaming --' ° would got full yourself."— Indianapolis Journal, * They had just dined, and the host Hands around a box of cigars. "I don't smoke myself," he says," but you will Inn them ood; my man steals more y other brand A.— "Why have you thrashed your son so unmercifully?" Poasant-"Bo- cause ho dreamed last night he won •S "^K s 1Iltl ^ lottery an3 then won and sp^nt every cent of it on a bicycle." — 1'liegendo Blatter. Mrs. Lawnvillo-«Which would you rather do today-go to school or help" rami.-.oaso, mum, wild vo ,.|v. poor ram,,.,',,' b«| n , „ ,„,„„, } f'™ he "So '° r Sta gers Q-"- « ast succumbed. is dead." "Yes- ^ur times anci did assayed.''— she?" "No, she had him iu "Hoavous! You're m^ from ouTroaKp-? ™" 10 K ' lit ™'- An >' Potala, precipitous in many nlncej rises within the conlines of tiic outer I city of the Northwest quarter I It is heaped up in the most fantastic! style with halls and storied temples and monster tombs; but on lookirtirnpl from the foot of these heights "the whole series seems conjoined into one vast structure, surmounted by are I gold-plated rectangular domes of irreatl size. The chief erection is the P'o-'Jlans Marpo, or "lied Palace," a buildini earned up to tho height of eleven stories, and which is ascended from story to story by means of wooden lad-1 dors with broad but difficult steps. Tlrnl is tho central edilice around which the I others climb and cluster. The lower! stories aro built against the sheer face I of the acclivity. I After passing up a steep path I avenued by trees you arrive at the I principal or eastern doorway of the! whole establishment. Here, first, is a I long hall, up which you may ride on I pony back if you choose. The hall is I garnished on either hand by long rowi I of massive prayer cylinders, which, I placed like barrels on end on well-oiled I pivots, can be easily made to revolve I with a touch as you pass along. Each I barrel has within it, wound compactly I on the iron axle passing from top to I bottom, innumerable lengths of paper, * on which has been stamped many i thousands of times tho well-known I formula, "Om Man! Pad me Hum"-the I special invocation to the Bodhisnttiva I Chenraisi, and, therefore,to the Grand I Llama, who visibly impersonates him. I At the end of tho hall are broad stone I steps which mount to a paved landing, I where stands an obelisk. You aro now I again in the open air, and bv two long I flights of stops, hemmed in bv the outer I walls of other buildings, ascend up the I face of the hill to the ground floor of I the Red Palace. I Thence the ladder climbing com- I moncos. Five long ladders, one after I the other, have to be scaled,passing up I and uj) through dark and mysterious I vaults—really vestibules to the neigh- I boring buildings—some with weird-.I looking passages conducting who shall I know whither. At tho top of the fifth I ladder things seem brighter, since now I you enter the more habitable portion I of tho palace, comprising suites pJ I rooms, sot above set. On this floor, in I an adjoining apartment, aro the lower I limbs of an elephantine imago of Jhatn- I pa, the Buddha-to-como. He is seated 'I on a platform in this room, and his j figure is of such colossal proportions.! that it passes up through tho Hoars of I tho other two stories above this one. I Altogether the imago is said to bo I about seventy feot 'high. Whoa you I have readied tho third floor of tho up- I per portion of tho palaoo you may I walk around and ga/o upon tho mon- I stor head and shoulders of this giM^ I Buddha. All orthodox visitors on I their way up perform solemn oir- I cumanibulation round tho lo<rs, the I body, and the shoulders, respectively, I once on each of the three floors through I which tho olllgy has boon reared,- I Murray''ts M<tt/a'zine. I All in Your Eye. I "There is a strange experiment In I optics discovered by Purkinja," said 8 I young medical student to a Mail and I J<\cprcss reporter. "In a dark room at I night move a candle backward and I forward before tho eyes, these being I lirmly fixed on tho wall beyond. After I a few seconds the air will assume a I reddish appearance, and running over I it in all directions may be seen the I veins and blood vessels of your eye In I bold relief, while from the center of I I ho (iguro there rises up a dark trunk I from which tho veins branch outonall I sides. I "The trunk is visible where the op- I ho nerve en tors the eye, and this ex- I pennient is chiefly interesting to the I student as proving that the parts of • tho retina which actually receive »n(J i produce the sensation of light must I lie behind tho blood vessels, since these I cast their shadow onto it, and we aW -I enabled to see thorn as wo see any I other object externally." 1 It Was All Right. 1 Hotel Clerk—"Is this thousand dol- ,1 lur bill tho smallest thing you h»v« 1 about you?" : M Dopai'tingGuest—"I am afraid it ti* m Clerk,/to bell boy)—"Here, th> • "•"? ',, n8 of the Wft i tw an,d ut." -' ..t 4^ : .'. { .-t'.£«fft'{^

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