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INJUN JOE.
IDDEN away from the
e .
otous world is rustic littlMoose VillageEv-
-
enybody in the Ottawa
Valley knows it. The
brown river Rows slow-
ly past as if sorry te leave it ; the
inhabitants aro wont to remark that
nothing but death or a bear hunt
" way back on the nation" can ever
draw them away; and. last, but not
1f3ast, when "Injun Joe" fixed up his wig -
were on the Point, although he didn't
know it, people concluded that they might
reckon on him as a permanency. The
Point was about half a mile above She
village, and. its silver sands ran a long
way out. Just at the extreme edge,
within a few feat of the lapping water,
and. sheltered by one majestic sugar
maple, Injun Toe's quaint little tent drew
the attention of wanderingartists as they
went down in the boat. All sorts of sto-
ries were invented about Joe, but none
really knew where he had been dragged
up. Some said that he was an Indian
sachem of the Ircq-uois come to life again
because he had misconducted himself in
the happy hunting grounds. This, how-
ever, was generally regarded in. Millar's
store as an elaborate fiction invented by
that blonde young humorist Barney Ma-
guire. " You see, boys," that worthy
would observe to the crowd, "it's this
way : That there Injun's been let loose
by one of them Montreallers who go
about digging in the mountains for In-
dian graves. An' now they've let him
out, of course he ain't goin' back to a
place where there ain't no whiskey. You
bet your boots that's about the size of it,"
and Barney, absently taking a plug of his
neighbor's tobacco, went out into the
night.
It was a lovely summer night. The air
was filled with dancing fireflies, weaving
and winding in and out the long grass,
and. waylaying one another in the whis-
pering leaves of bushes. In and. out,
their little lamps went flickering through
the night in such heedless, happy merri-
ment that Barney stopped to look at
them. All the world, was full of fireffies.
He seemed to be treading on them, and
with drunken gravity began to lift his
feet high not to erush their little lives
out. At this moment a bigger light
gleamed up before him'in the distance.
It seemed to be an enormous firefly beck-
oning him on through the village and
into the cool languorous depths of the
summer night. Close by "the river
wandered at its own sweet will." Only
the voices of the raftsmen, as they made
for the falls, broke the stillness. Barney
pulled up and listened to them. " That's
so," he said, with drunken gravity. "I
guess you've about fixed it. Row, broth-
ers, row, the stream runs fast. The fire-
flies are — No, that's wrongs That's
wrong, Barney. I say it's wrong. If
you don't believe me, catch one and ask
him."
He set off in a sidelong kir d of run, sat
down on nothingness and suddenly col-
lapsed in the middle of the road.. " I've
got you," he said. in triumph to an imag-
inary fixelly. "Excuse roe sittin' on
you. but you are such slippery little erit-
turs. You've only got to pogglesse, an'
I'll gib."
The firefly didn't apologize, for the
simple reason that it was a hundred
yards away. This suddenly dawned upon
Barney, and he followed it through the
long grass.
The ripple of the flowing tide sounded
more loudly in his ears, and insensibly
drew him to the river shore. Right out
on the point the big firefly glowed stead-
ily, but not like the others. It was a
fixed light. When the others closed their
tiny wings the lights disappeared, but
this monstrous firefly was visible all the
time.
Barney followed on, keeping in the
shadows of the willows which fringed the
shore. He didn't want to go on, but
some irresistible power impelled him to
do so. Suddenly he found himself with-
in twenty yards of the Point, and—sober.
He slunk down behind the bushes in
amazement, for the firefly which he had
followed. was the light of Injun Joe's
camp fire, and Injun Joe was there; but
not the Injun Joe the laugh and scorn
and mock of the village, but another be-
ing altogether—a full-blooded, brave in
his war paint, with tomahawk and rifle
by his side and his eopper-colored cheeks
glowing in the firelight with vermillion.
A. long scalp -lock hung from his shaven
crown.
" Gosh, what's this ?" said, the per-
plexed Barney. The boys will think I'm
dreaming."
The Indian did. not stir or give one sign
of life, He looked across the river at the
long range of the Laurentian hills, as if
marking the dark sweep of the pines
whieh crested their summits. He seemed
to be waiting.
Barney crept a little nearer.
Suddenly- a birch bark canoe shot out
from a little island in the middle of the
river and glided noiselessly through the
night. It was paddled by a squaw. She
was °led in deerskin, and. a toque of
eagle feathers rose from her long, flowing
tressen
"Come, Illy -white brother, come,'said
Injun Soca without lookingareund, "Ls.
iota waits."
Barney came forward with an 'uneasy
laugh, "I reckon, old. Fenimore Cooper,
you'll have the judge does*. on you if
you're up to any of your larks,"
"Come,' said. Injun Joe, gravely, and
Barney stepped into the panoe, whieh
sank nearly td the -,- a‘ter)na edge. The
scina'w Paddled -'s noieelesslY, with swift',
rapid strokes, across the river until they
reached the opposite shore,
They got out and. beached the eanoe,
" Come," said Nun Joe, leading the
way, and. Barney, humoring the joke,
fell into single ele, •
They went on through the dark night,
treading upon the noiseless needles of the
p ines. The boughs bent down and hid
the moon, Barney began to shiver. Was
it a phantom in front of hira, or only a
drunken Iroquis bent upon some mad folly
inspired by whiskey?
Presently they began to climb the
mountain. side. Injun Joe went in front
with catlike activity. Barney began to
feel blown, but followed his guide until
they emerged into a little glade or clear-
ing entirely free from pines, and covered
with a short, smooth turf. The moon
sailed overhead, an owl cast a slanting
shadow on the grass as it swept up into
the light. In the centre of the glade was
another camp fire, and around this were
sitting fcur Indian braves. Paint, scalp
locks, weapons—all were there. A little
to one side of the fire was a post sunk in
the ground. It was chipped and scarred
and stained with dark streaks. Could
they be blood?
Barney turned to flee, but he felt that
he was covered.. "I didn't count on this
yere picnic, gents," he said, with reck-
less effrontery. " Mebbeyou'rereckonin'
on a war dance ? I'm not the one to
spoil fun. Go ahead."
They went ahead in a most unpleasant
manner. Barney was dragged to the
post and tied to it with deerskin thongs
in a sitting posture. The Indians re-
sumed their seats round the fire, Barney
took out his pipe and began to smoke. A
grunt of approval went up from the grisly
forms by the fire,
"I- kin wait if you kin, gentlemen,"
said Barney, his blue eyes dancing with
fun. " Mebbe you'll makeup your minds
what you're going to do with me."
The squaw appeared with a little birch
basket, and each Indian cast a black bean
into it.
"I don't seena to take a hand in this
yere game," said Barney, with unabated
good humor.
" Say him prayer to Manitou," said
Injun Joe, "hum come heap soon." He
touched the handle of his tomahawk in
a sufficiently grim manner to be unpleas-
ant.
It suddenly occurred to Barney that it
wasn't a joke, and a cold shiver ran down
his spine.
Injun Joe watchedhimkeenly. "Where
French Lefebre ?" he said. " Got him
scalp." He produced a handful of black
hair, clotted with blood.
It was incredible! Barney remem-
bered. that French Lefebre had suddenly
disappeared some months ago, but as ev-
eryone supposed. he had gone into the
lumber camps no one but his creditors
took any interest in the matter, or asso-
ciated his departure with the half dozen
or so of miserable Indians who lingered
out their lives in. holes and corners of the
Ottawa Valley. Barney had often bought
baskets from the squaw, and once when
the boys tried to stone her, he had cov-
ered her body witb his own. There was
still a scar on his cheek from the blow of
a stone which one young rascal had flung
at him. French Lefebre had ones struck
this very woman, who was still young
and. good-looking. Was it possible that
these remnants of their race had met to
avenge their wrongs ? No one would
even dream of smile thing. They would
doff their paint and go slouching about
in. their usual noiseless manner, and en-
snare fresh victims. And there was the
judge's daughter, too !
"Gob to say, say him quick," said
Injun joe, fingering his knife with an
artistic precision. which was not nice to
witness.
"1 reckon, if you've made up your
minds, gentlemen," said Barney, " it's
no use my spoilin' this yere funeral."
Injun Joe sprang at him withthe knife,
and Barney thought of the judge's daugh-
ter and. said a little prayer. If he had. to
go under to avenge the wrongs of this
last remnant of their race it was no use
attempting to argue the matter when
they held all the cards.
Injun Joe made a slight gash in Bar-
ney's arm and drew back. The other
four Indians did the same. Then the wo-
man came forward, bound up his arm and
cut him loose.
Barney continued smoking with undis-
turbed gravity. . It had. all flashed upon
him in a second. This was the Indian
method of showing appreciation of the
way in which he had saved the squaw.
He had become a blood -brother of thelast
of the Troquoia. He wondered if they
would expect him to sell Indian toys in
Moose Valley or to shoot at (he was sure
to miss them) five -cent pieces with ar-
rows.
"Rim heap brave," said Injun Zoe, with
a painful disregard of Fenimore Cooper's
studied and. graramatieal phrases. "Him
heap brave. Him white man."
the show'cis over ?" asked Barney '
stretching himself. The others had dis-
appeared. Only Injunjoe and the squaw
remained. They fell into Indian file,
and marched down to the beach, through
the long sombre ranks of the pines. Then
they entered the little canoe and paddled
up to the Point.
Berney inset Injrati joss in the village
next day. That worthy was loafing
round with a string of ash. Barney
thought he must have been dreaming,
and, that it would be betters to avoid Da-
vis' pain killer as a stimulent in the fut-
ure. It was a little too powerful in its
after effects. But as he ksat on the 1/01,
ands, that evenifig withothe judge's daugh-
ter she gave a little shriSk and turned
white.
Seen. a mouse ?" asked Barney, try-
ing to reassure her,
"Your sleeve is slashed and. there is
blood on it," she said. "Barney, Bar-
ney, you have been quarreling again."
'1 sorter remember fallin.' off the wood
pile," said Barney, with unblushing
mendacity. "reckon it shook me up, an'
1,11 go early to -night.'
" Curious folk wimmen are," mused
Barney, as he wended his way in the di-
reetion of the Point, " She'd never be-
lieve I'm an Iroquois brave if I talkedfor
a month. She'd say it was all that pain
killer."
Injun Joe was sitting by his fire malting
nets. 'Why does ray red brother toil for
the pale face ?" said Barney, calling up
recollections of Deerslayer, etc. He is
a squaw—a catfish. Ugh !"
Injun Jbe's sphinxlike face gleamed
faintly for a moment at the word "broth-
er." Then lac went on quietly making
his nets. But French Lefebre was never
•
seen again.
Proving III4Theories.
Wanted -Valet; must have good references,
Apply A, D. Goodman, King's Rond, Chelsea.
Such was the advertisement which a13-
peared in several of the London dailies.
At 10 o'cloek the same morning a short,
thick -set man, with an extremely red. nose
showing that he had been a high liver in
the servants' hall, knocked at the door of
the house on King's Road. A neatly at-
tired servant girl, with a muslin cap
perched on her pretty features, appeared
on the threshold.
"Is •Mr. Goodman in?" asked the
caller:
" He is," responded the girl, with sev-
eral critical glances at the manwho stood
before her.
"1 should like to see him on business."
"Step in."
The visitor was ushered into a bright
front room.
"What name shall I say ?"
" Mr. Smiler."
The girl disappeared. Then the man
began to examine the apartment in a
leisurely manner. Several handsome
paintings and quite a collection of rare
bric-a-brac bore ample testimony to the
hartousise.tic propensities of the master of the
" Some swell, evidently," murmured
the man with the red face.
The girl reappeared.
"Master wants to know what's your
business."
"I called in reference to an advertise-
ment for a valet."
" Oh!" She tossedher head and again.
vanished. About five minutes elapsed,
and then the girl entered the room.
"You can wait here," she said. "Mas-
ter isn't up yet."
For forty minutes the visitor was left
to his reflections.
" Must be some blooming sport," he
coramented. Then the door opened and
a tall, pale gentleman entered the room
in a languid fashion, picked up the morn-
ing paper and carelessly scanned the con-
tents, as though oblivious to the pres-
ence of the visitor. He read the tele-
graphic news and then the local. The
servant brought in a tray upon which
reposed breakfast bacon, eggs, a cup of
coffee and rolls. The gentleman put up
his nose and said.:
"Jane, take away those dishes. Leave
the coffee."
The servant silently obeyed.
"His appetite isn't good to -day," com-
mented the caller. The gentleman sip-
ped the coffee with apparent relish, read
again the cable article from Paris and
finally lighted a cigar. All this time the,
visitor remained standing respectfully.
At last he ventured to cough, and the
gentleman, turning to him, remarked:
" Aav—you called about the advertise-
ment?"
" Yes, sir."
"Where are your references ?"
"Here, sir," and he took from his
pocket a bulky packagai
" Well, I don't care t see them."
" I served last the Duke of—"
" What the devil do I care whom you
served ? Will you accept a guinea a
week and expenses ?"
"Yes, sir."
"Very well; we leave to -night for
Paris. See that everything is ready."
With that the gentleman took up his
hat and cane and strolled out of the
house in a leisurely, half -bored way.
"Es is a rum un," commented the vis-
itor.
Two days later the gentleman and his
servants were quartered in Paris. The
former has rented a magnificently fur-
nished house in the fashionable part of
the city. Try as he would, Smiler could
learn little of his new master. He came
and went. He usually arrived home
about 2 in the morning, and sometimes
Smiler had to put him to bed. He got
up anywhere between 10 o'clock and
noon. Sometimes he breakfasted heart-
ily; at other times he merely sipped his
coffee. Smiler was commissioned to buy
tickets for every fashionable event, from
the opera to the races, and he always
came and departed in a private carriage,
quite an elegant equipage. About this
time the Parisian newspapers were agita-
ting the matter of the remarkable tests
in spiritualism given before the eminent
gentlemen by a peasant woman in Milan.
The psychological society was in session
in the French capital, and the comments
on the feats performed in Italy were made
more interesting by the presence of a re-
nowned English mind reader, This gen-
tleman showed great aptitude in ferret-
ing out criminals, and his accuracy- in
this respect made him feared by the
wrong doers. Mr. Smiler read of these
wonders, but being of a skeptical dispo-
sition pooh-poohed. them. One morning
when the gentleman was sipping his cof-
fee, into -which he had placed a few drops
of cognae, he looked up from his paper
and said to Smiler:
"Markham, the mind reader, hag run
down another criminal, Smiler. What
do, you think of that ?"
I might venture an opinion, sir, I
should say that it is all bosh."
" Ali bosh, eh? May I ask why ?"
"Well, sir, it stands to reason, sir,
that no man can read whatls going on in
another manta mind. It's againet tiatsire,
•
sir, MY idea is, sir, that, this men, this
fraud, I will cell him, sir, is in °allusion
with these fellows and pays 'eni That
is my impression, sir. Easiest thing to
litanayug these French se,yants, sir, A
eeiminal, sir, can't be detected except by
detectives, and, they rnalte'sai awful botch
of ‘oyouiit4sir,"(loyal t believe in it?" The
gentleman was now drinking his second
eup of coffee,
" That I don't, sir."
" Well, now, suppose that I give you
little practical deinOriStratiOn.”
("You,°0,I'vesir'studied.?'a little in that line
as an amateur. Suppose, for example, I
were to read your mind, Smiler,"
"You couldn't do it, sir."
" I should say you were a faithful, hon-
est fellow, who always served his mater's
interests."
Smiler gave a deprecating gesture.
It wouldn't take no mind reader to
tell that, sir."
"Bub wouldn't it take a mind. reader
to tell, Smiler, what you've got in your
pocketbook?"
Smiler turned pale.
" As
an amateur, Smiler, mind I don't
pretend to be accurate; I should say that
if anyone should look in that pocketbook
he would find my ruby scarf -pin and my
emerald and diamond. ring."
Smiler nearly went into a fit.
" Of course I have so many rings and.
pins that unless I was a mind reader I
would never have missedthese. And, let
me say, Smiler, in your trunk you have
three pairs of my trousers. Those would
not be easily missed, either. Also about
fifteen neckties and collars and cuffs in-
numerable."
By this time Smiler was as pale as a
ghost.
" If I were to read your mind a little
further as an amateur I would tell you
that on the 20th day of September you
went to a pawnshop on the Rue di Rivoli
and there disposed of three seal rings and
a watch, for which you received 500
francs. They chea.ed you, Smiler. You
should have got double that amount.
From there 301.1 went to a bank, like the
thrifty, honest, frugal fellow that you
are, and opened up an account. On the
28dof September, with commendable in-
dustry:, you added to your little horde by
disposing of my gold -mounted stick, the
one presented, me by the Baron Roths-
°Mids. You carefully obliterated the
names. I commend your caution. Four
days afterward you sold, or rather pawn-
ed, sundry articles in four different places
which I won't take the time to enumer-
ate. In all you have 1,500 francs in the
bank and 20 francs in your pocketbook,
together with other articles of mine which
you were about to get rid of this morn-
ing-. You have been quite thrifty, and
inside of a month it was your intention
to draw out your money and emigrate to
America, whore you are desirous of set-
ting up ba trade. This has been your
dream, Smiler, the life of a prosperous
and honest tradesman. Am I right,
Smiler ? If I have made any mistakes
attribute it to the fact that I am but an
amateur."
But Smiler was speechless.
" To continue, or rather to go back
into the past, I reacl that you robbed all
your masters before me, only they were
not mind. readers in an amateur way and
attributed the loss of different things, to
natural shrinkage. When you first en-
tered my apartments in. King's Road
your thoughts were regarding my worldly
pessessions. You saw much that.ma,de
you sure I was a man of means. After I
entered the room I was seemingly busy
reading the newspaper. Really, Smiler,
I was reading you. I did not want to see
your references. They were superfluous.
The man himself stood before me. There
was the reference. I determined to make
a little study of you. You interested me
at once, for I recognized in you a lhief of
many years' training, a thief who had
pilfered for all his life and never been de-
tected. Here, I thought, is a subject
worthy' of my attention; here is a case
which will edify and amuse me, So I
took you to my bosom, Smiler, and em-
ployed you on the spot. As you stood
there waiting for me to address you the
thoughts that flashed. through your mind
were : I can easjly get away with one of
those Dresdenware vases. He has so
many of them that he will never miss it.
Then henaustIse a careless sort of a swell,
one of those spendthrifts. He will come
home inebriated every njght. If a pin, a
ring, a watch or some other article disap-
pears he will think he lost it somewhere
the night before. Here's a swell that
pays no attention to his personal effects.
All he thinks of is having a jolly good
time.' Am I right, Smiler ?"
But Smiler never relapsed from his col-
lapsed condition.
"You began to pilfer when you pur-
chased the tickets to France. 'You made
ten shillings on the tickets. You put
aside for yourself five shillings from the
purchases from the trunkmaker. Do not
deny it, for it is written indelibly on your
mind. I took to you right &way. Here's
a precious rascal,' I thought. Here's a
servant worth having.' You will remem-
ber that I commended you for your faith-
fulness. And now, Smile ,r do you be-
lieve in mind reading ? By the way,
where are those pawn tickets? and kindly
hand. me your bankbook."
Smiler obeyed without a word.
"And now it wouldn't take a mind
reader to tell what is going to happen."
The languid gentleman went to the
door and ushered in two officers.
Smiler fell upon his knees.
Mercy, mercy," he said.
"You corroborate all I have said," re;
marked the gentleman., .with mild inter-
est.
"Yes, yes, I confess. Don't put me in
jail."
"I am sorry, Smiler, but I have fin-
ished with my subjeet. I now turn him
over to the law. Officers, do your duty."
"Very well, Mr. Markham," replied
one of the officers.
Markham?" groaned Smiler.
"The same," replied the languid gen-
tleman.
"The great English mind reader ?"
"1 am he. I advertised not for a valet,
but for a, subject, I wanted to prove
some of my theories to the society of sa-
vants here. You have proved a very
good subject. I shall write out the re-
sults of my investigations to -night, and
then if you care to have the law deal
leniently with you, you will sign it. I
will then read the paper before the soci-
ety. My enemies will have to concede
that my work is incomparable. By the
way, Smiler, have I converted you to a
belief in mind reading ?'
"Yon have, sir," groaned Smiler.
" And now, officers, take him away, as
I have a little work to do."
With that the languid gentleman turn-
ed and entered his study.
Smiler straightened himself up dis-
mally.
and what's against nature can't be done, ," Well, I'm Wowed," he said,
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TETRTYyears' observation of Castoria with the pfetrenage of
millions of persons, permit xis to speak of it without guessing.
It is unquestionably the best remedy for Infants and Children
the world has ever Irnswn. It is he:mules.. Children like it. It
gives them health. It will save their lives. In it Bothers have
and practically perfect as sr-
somethin!, wIxich fs n.bsolystely safe
medicine.
Cast:orb, destroys 'Worms.
Casteria.laRays Feverishness.
Casteria prevents vomiting Sour Curd.
Castoria cures !Diarrhoea andWind. Colic.
Castoria. relieves Teething Troubles..
Castorin. cures Constination. and Flatulency.
Castoria neutralizes the effects of carbonic aoici gas er poisonous aim.
Castor'a sloes not contain morphine, opium, er ofber narcotic property.
Castoria assimilates the food, regulates bb stomach and towels,
giving healthy and natural sleep.
Castor'a is put up in. oner.size bottles only. It is not sold in bulk.
Don't allow any ono to sell yon anything else on the plea, or promise,
that it is "just as good" and will arassver every purpose."
See that you. met
The fae-simile
signature of
is on every
Wrapper.
Children Cry for Pitche Cast via.
HE RESPECTED THEIR FEELINGS.
Why the Lady Did Not Have Chicken
for Breakfast.
A lady who has recently moved into a
pleasant suburban home tells this story
as one of her experiences in domestic
matters:
I told my man -of -all -work ono day to
kill a pair of fowls, and expected to find
them served for breakfast, but as they
were not concluded that he had forgotten
the order. So 1 reperted it, with the same
result. This time I asked him very de-
cidedly what he meant—if he understood
that I wished the fowls killed. He made
some trivial excuse, and 1 told him in a
manner there was no mistaking that I
expected the matter to be attended to at
once. I also doubled the number—he was
to kill four instead of two, as I wanted
them for dinner. The next, morning I
met him in the grounds and asked him if
he had killed the fowls.
" Yes' in,' he said dejectedly, 'I've done
it. I tried not to let the other chickens
::now, and I crawled into the henhouse
after dark and took 'em outi but they
all knew it, ma'am, and it lust breaks
me up.'
"'But,James, what do you mean by
saying that they all knew it ?"
"'Why, ma'am, when I went out to
feed them this morning they looked at
me and run away, them chickens as I've
raised by hand, as you might say, ma'am,
and I couldn't eat a bone of 'em, not if I
was starving—it would be just as if I was
eatin' my own flesh and blood,'
" And," continued the mistress "the
tears actually stood in the eyes o'f that
rough laborer, and I felt as if I was the
accessory before a Murder."
KENDALL'S
SPAVIN CURE
THE
MOST SUCCESSFUL REMEDY
FOR MAN OR BEAST.
Perms In its effects and never blisters.
Read proofs below:
KENDALL'S SPAWN CU
Bunsroart,L.L, N.Y., Jan. 18.18
Dr. B. J. Rosana, Co.
Gentlemen—I bought a splendid bay horse
time ago with a Spavin. I got himfor$80. 1
Kendall's Spavin Care. The Spavin is gone
and I have been Offered $180 fax' the same I
WY had him nine weeks, So.; Or $120 for
112 Worth 01yoRternadtarlulln'SSpavin Cure.
W. S. NAM
KENDALL'S SPAVIN
Dr. 11.3. Maas= Co.
Sirs—I have Used your Kendall's Spavl
With good Success for Carts on two ho
it s the btiotitLtiatntiinueitt haVe ever used.
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Aimust Frew
Eriee per Bottle.
For Bala hy all Druggists, or addres
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The Rector—Did you ever Ilea
theory that people will have t
vocations in the next world as t
in this ? I don't believe my
will, He Was an ice dealer.