The Huron News-Record, 1894-01-31, Page 2"For Years"
V$Y$ Clllllttm 1l, Sxocawnrr,, of Mester.
Qeld, N, Be "I was afflicted with au
extremely, severe pair In the lower part of
.the chest, The feeling was as U a ton
weight was isi4
ou a spot the size
of my hand. Dur-
iug the attacks, the
perspiration would
stand in drops on
Iny face, and it was
agony for me to
make sufficient
effort even to wins.
per, They came
suddenly, at any
hour of the day or
night, lasthhg from
thirty minutes to
half a day, leaving as suddenly; but, for
several days after, I was quite pros-
trated and sore. Sometimes the attacks
were almost daily, then less frequent, After
about four years of this suffering, I was
taken down with bilious typhoid fever, and
when I began to recover, I had the worst
attack of my old trouble I ever experienced.
At the first of the fever, my mother gave
me Ayer's Pills, my doctor recommending
them as being better than anything he
pond prepare. I continued taking these
Pills, and so great was the benefit derived
that during nearly thirty years I have had
but one attack of my former trouble, which
yielded readily to the same remedy."
AYER'S PILLS
Prepared by Dr. J. C. Ayer lc Co., Lowell, Mess.
Every Dose Effective
The Huron News-Recora
51.50 a Feet --41.25 in Advance.
• Wednesday, Jan 31st 1894.
Rupture, or Hernia, permanently
cured, or no pay. For Pamphlet and
references address, World's Dts ensary
Medical Association, Buffalo, N. Y.
Port Elgin paid $1,193.04 costs in a
suit brought by a young lady who
broke her leg on one of its defective
sidewalks.
Don't worry. Don't run in debt.
Don't trifle with your health. Don't
try experiments with medicines.
Don't waste time and money on worth-
less compounds. Don't be persuaded
to take a substitute for Ayer's Sarsa-
parilla. It is the best of blood -purifi-
ers.
R. J. Montgomery, a printer, died at
his home in Ayr, Ont., on Thursday
week. He was a well-known figure
among the printers.
"Five years ago," says Anga .A,. Lew-
is, Ricard, N. Y., "I had a constant
cough, .night sweats, was greatly re-
duced in flesh, and had been given up
by my physicians. I began to take
Ayer's Cherry Pectoral, and after using
two bottles was completely cured."
While a Galt widow, at the recent
election, was boasting loudly of the
vote she cast for prohibition she slipped
and fell. A covered basket 'she was
carr ing upset and out rolled three
bottles of the best old rye whiskey.
NOT CRUDE MATERIAL.
Scott's Emulsion is Cod Liver Oil per-
fected and is prepared upon the princi-
ple of its digestion and assimilation in
the htunan system ; hence it is given
without disturbing the stomach.
Joseph Berger, farmer, was driving
across the railway track near Tavistock
Iast week, when an express train carte
along, knocked his wagon into splin-
ters, broke his arm in two places and
bruised his head. He may live.
OUR TOWN DRUGGISTS say the Pain
Killer sells the best of any rnedicine
they keep ; during the hard times of
the past year or two, their were none
too poor to pay there "quarter" for a
bottle of this indispensable fancily
medicine. Be sure get the genuine.
The latest fad is a poverty social.
Every woman must wear a calico, and
every man his old clothes. In addition
each one is fined twenty-five cents if he
or she does not have a patch on his or
her clothing and a prize is given to the
one wearing the poorest clothing. A
good chance for newspaper nien to
shine.
TORONTO TESTIMONY.
DEAR SIRS.—'Pwo years ago I had a
bad attack of billiousness and took one
bottle of • Burdock Blood Bitters, and
can truly recommend it to any suffer-
ing from this complaint.
MRs. CHARLES BROWN, Toronto.
One vote was cast for prohibition
plebiscite in St. Agatha, Waterloo
county, and 93 against. It now tran-
spires that a bet was made that there
would not be a single vote for prohibi-
tion there, and one party to the bet, to
save his money, voted the prohibition
ticket.
PERFECTLY CURED.
MRs.—I have been greatly troubled
with headache and bad blood for ten or
twelve years. I started to take Bur-
dock Blood Bitters in July, 1892, and
now (January, 1893), 1 am perfectly
cured.
HUGH DRAIN, Norwood, Ont.
J. 11. Somerville, sbn of Jas. Somer-
ville, ex -M. P., of Lucknow, 'has been
promoted to the position of superin-
tendent of the Daily Telegram, of Su-
perior city, Wis.
"AM I MARRIED OR NOT?"
. asked Mr. A., despondently, "I declare,
my
s don't stay inthe housea
o nervous is so r that
moment
longer than I can help. My home isn't
what it used to be." "Mrs. A. is suffer-
ing from some functional derangement.
f presume," said B. "Yes, she has
been an invalid for years." "Exactly.
Her experience is that of my wife, but
she was cured by Dr, Pierce's Favorite
Prescription. Get this remedy for
Mrs. A., and the happiness of your
home will soon be restored." Mr. B.
was right. For prolapsus, painful
periods, irregularities—In short, all
"eomplaints" peculiar to the female
sex—the "Favorite Prescription" is a
sovereign specific.
A Marries Woman's Biggest Job,
Itis a, much harder a''obto keepa mftu's
love than to win it. It will not be
done by pretty dresses or pretty looks.
These are, in a way, necessary; at
least the neat gowns are, 'but the dress
was never yet beautiful enough, nor
the face of the woman who wears it
fair enough, to reconcile a man to
burnt potatoes, soggy bread, and
leathery steak. For a man is practical
in his love making, and how much
more so when his beloved is his own,
and all doubts and fears of ownership
are settled at the alter ! A man wants
a dainty wife, hut his creature comforts
must not be sacrificed to this dainti-
ness. Neither need the most thorough
house -wife that has ever trod in shoe -
leather hope for justice if her praise-
worthy efforts are made in gowns that
are frights and her hair is always in
cu rl-papers.
TO INSPFCTORS AND TEACHERS.
MEMORANDUM RE BRITISIH HISTORY.
The retuirements regarding history
for the Fourth Forrn of the Public
Schools as adopted August 3rd, 1893,
were as follows :
"The outlines of Canadian history
generally, with particular attention
to the' events subsequent to 1841.
The municipal institutions of Ontario
and the Federal Form of the Dominion
government. The outlines of British
History shall also be taught without a
text book ; but there will be no pies -
tions in British History at the High
School Entrance examination.
This has been amended by the substi-
tution of the following Regulation :
The outlines of Canadion history
generally, with particular attention to
the events subsequent to 1841. The
municipal institutions of Ontario, and
the Federal form of the Dominion
Government. The outlines of British
history shall also be tanght ; there will be
suitable questions in British and Canaeltan
history at the Fligh Sckool Entrance Examina-
.ion.
It will be noticed that the amend-
ment makes no change in the course
required to be taken up in the Fourth
form and where the Regulations have
been followed by teachers no addition
is glade to the work of the pupils. It
was feared, however, that without
questions in British history at the En-
trance examination the subject might
be slighted. The questions at the
examination will correspond with the
course made obligatory last August.
JOHN MILLAR,
Deputy _Minister.
EDUCATION DEPARTMENT,
Toronto, January 12th, 1894.
1 Wafting Was Useless.
THE OLD MAN DID NOT BELIEVE IN
LONG CONTINUED SPOONING.
"Mr. Grimshaw !"
"Well, what is it ?" •
It was Henri Spoondrift, only son
and heir of old Spoondrift, the flour
merchant, who first spoke. He had
left Maude Grimshaw in the parlor and
entered the library to ask her father's
consent.
"Mr. Grimshaw, I—I"
"Yes, I know. You are young
Spoondrift, son of your daddy and all
that, but don't spring any old chest-
nuts on me! If you have anything to
say out with it."
"Mr. Grimshaw, for the last three
years I have—I have—
"Yes, I've Seen you spooning around
here for three or four years. You
must know the house pretty well by
this time. Is there anything you wish
to say to me before we part ?"
"Sir! I love—love—that is I love—"
"Pudding, probably ! So do I, if it's
the right sort. Young gran, do you
think I care two continental cocked
hats whether you love pudding or
not?"
"Mr. Grirnshaw, can I speak to
you '?" pleadingly inquired the young
man.
"Speak to me ! Why, blame your
eyebrows, but I've been trying my best
to get you to talk 1 What in thunder
ails you, anyhow? If you want a
nickel for car fare, why don't you ask
for it like a man. instead of a chest pro-
tector ?"
"For three years I have loved your
daughter Maude !" desperately an-
nounced Henri.
"You have I Then you are an idiot!
A man who will spoon around for three
long years hasn't the sense of a chick-
adee ! Does Maude suspect that you
love her, as you call it ?"
"She does. I ani sure that she like-
wise returns my love."
"Yes, she's just flat -headed enough.
She could have her pick of a dozen
football chaps, and yet she wants to
marry a young man who couldn't pull
a turnip up by the roots 1"
"Mr. Grimshaw; i am not an athlete,
but 1 will—"
"Shut up! You mean that you will
learn to ride•a bike or become a cham-
pion runner, but I don't care 2 cents a-
bout that! How quick can yon marry
Maude ?"
"Why, in two or three months, if
the dear angel is willing."
"Two or three months! Young
man, you skate back to the parlor and
tell her it's got to come off within two
weeks 1 Not a blamed day longer! I've
been ready to give my consent for the
last two years and a half, and now the
spooning must come to an end. Go—
hop—skate—get ready to marry or
die !"—Chicago 'Times:
More than 55 years ago J. A. Parshall
went to work as a compositor in the
office of the Gazette, in Delhi, Dela-
ware County. A New -York Sun
correspondent says he is setting tyke
to -day in the same office, which isan
the same building it was in when Par -
shall went to work there. For52 years
he has worked at the satne case, which
has stood at the same window were it
was placed more than half a century
ago. In all that time Parshall has
been away from his work but two
weeks. In February, 1839, he set up
the wedding notice of the man who put
up the Gazette building in 1837. In
February, 1889, he wrote and set up a
notice of this same man's golden wed-
ding. In May, 1891, he wrote and set
up the obituary notice of this man's
wife. In October, 1893, he wrote and
set up the obituary notice of this man
himself. Parshall claims to be the
only printer in the United States who
has a record of such long and continu-
ous service in one office.
Steady anti Stink to tke• Ta'ilk.
A rash le goed in Its plana, led.
But not at, the start, I say,
For life's a very long ntee, lad,
And never was non that way,
It's the stay that toils, the .stay,, ecy,
And the heart that never tiara Ale;
A spurt may do with the goal In view,
But steady', the word, me 1.
Steady's the word that wine, lad,
Grit and sturdy grain
It's sticking to it will carry you through it.—
Roll up your sleeves, again.
011, Snap is a very good cur, lad,
To frighten the tramp, i Crow,
But Holdfast stinks like a burr, lad,
Brave Holdfast never let's,go.
And Clever's a pretty nag, boy,
But stumbles and shies, they say,
So Steady I count the eater mount
To carry you all the way.
The iron lar will smile, lad,
At straining muscle and thew,
But the patient teeth of the ale, lad,
I warrant will know it through.
A snap may come at the end, boy,
And a bout of might and plain,
But Steady and Stick must do the trick—
Roll up`your sleeves again.
ONE GOLDEN SUMMER,
"Good-bye, my darling. Try and be
brave and cheerful, It will not be so
long after all, this parting. This is the
27th 8f March, and we shall meet again
in July. Only think of it, Jessie. Ill
less than four mouths we will meet
again, never to part. For then you will
belong to me, and no one—no step-
mother or selfish sister—shall be able to
come between us, or keep us asunder !
Do not look so heartbroken, my love !
Cheer up ! Think of the long, bright
summer days stretching out just before
us—days beside the gleaming Mexican
gull, where we will forget care and sor-
row, and be ideally happy. One suun-
mer—my beloved—oue long, golden
summer 1"
They were standing upon a vino -
wreathed porch in the radiant gold of a
Southern moonlight.
The fragrant roses beside them threw
clinging tendrils across their faces and
shook out intoxicating sweetness front
their perfumed hearts.
The full moon made everything ra-
diant : a sweet calor lay over all. Yet,
over their hearts a dark shadow was
resting—the shadow of parting, Eric
Arden's handsome face was pale and
sad ; in the depths of his dark eyes a
haunting shadow rested like a. cloud.
To -morrow he must leave her—thee
woman in the world to him : he ni
bid het farewell and return to his Nor
ern home, the parting only rendered
durable by the hope of meeting again
the golden summer titne.
Jessie Grayson felt the dark shad
lying heavy upon her heart, and t
tears were rolling slowly down 1
cheeks as site nestled her head upon h
lover's breast, and thought of the in
row, and the heart -break in store f
her.
Her life was not a pleasant one.
,The slave of a stern step -another ; t
unpaid drudge—the servant, The bee
of burdens for the whole family, po
Jessie's lot was not at. all enviable, B
there was light ahead. It was the co
ng summer when she would go to t
G
ulf Coast with some friends who h
kindly invited her and Eric would corn
rein his Northern glome to tarry besi
he gleaming gulf waters for weeks wi
is loved one.
Then—after the summer would
ver—he hoped to be able to Make h
lis wife. There could be no fairer lo
no more perfect bliss than this—
bought little Jessie.
So the lovers stood in the "melte
olden moonlight," and wove fait
i
creams of future bliss and arranged
'golden sumnher" whose like woul
ever be seen again.
It was the thought of it—the hope of i
bat gave them both the courage to sa
areweli.
Eric was gone at last, and the hear
f the lonely girl left behind woul
lave been crushed out but for that rt
iant hope—the golden summer timet
0211,.
The weeks glided by; every day bring
ng Eric's letters to keep her heart aliv
hey were her daily food—her hope
er sole existence. They made her fo
et iter lite of daily drudgery, th of her stepmother, til
fuel selfishness of her sister, all th
ials of her life, and made her burde
getter.
And so at last came June—fair,flowery
priest.
nd what is so fair as a day in June?
Then, if ever, came perfect days—
en Heaven tries the Earth, if it be in tinier
Jessie's heart was daily growin
ghter, and full of hope and happiness
June she would go with her kin
iends to the gulf; in July Eric woul
me. Unless—Oh, no ! surely nothing
uld prevent his coming 1 But th
les thought of such a contingent
ade her heart grow faint and sick.
Oh 1 the long, endless days by th
ater side, with only Eric's letters fo
nipanv. With only sweet, . tondo'
oughts of hint to stand between he
ddespair.
Slowly, but surely, the clouds aros
darken the horizon. Eric was ill
unto- death—in his fur -off Norther
me. And she? How hard it was,
w bitterly hard to know it, and t
ow that she could not be at bis sid
minister to his wants, and to nurs
d tend him ; ay, even if Ile should b
lied away, there would be no last word.
last look, no tender farewell. No
nder Jessie's heart sank in dreary
spair as the long days glided by July
d come and gone now, and still no
pe of This recovery.
There was another who had learned
care for Jessie Grayson—a good, true
n, Allan Gordon. He carne to her in
r dark flour and laid his heart at her
t, and besought her to care 1a little for
i. He was wealthy and influential ;
was poor and obscure, but she fell
temptation. Her heart was with
o Arden.
'Better to bury it in his grave," she
d to (herself. "than try to live a lie.
I can never care for Allan Gordon,
I love Eric. I will wait for him ;
if 11e never recovers—well, there is
world that sets this right,' and there I
11 have my own 1"
nd now August was gone;•• Septem-
followed, and then Jessie returned
ler city home. But a little hsps had
ung up in her heart like a flower. Eric
slowly gaining strengtl►, and would
n start for the South, and her,
Ian Gordon was always at her side,
he did not win one thought of love ;
she was one of those rare women
o cannot change their allegiance.
Inter was gone now—"the summer
e that wan I" The golden summer
would never blossom again. •,
"Tho swallow is net come yet, 1'awv
The river hank( are brown ;
Tho wood•oide walk is dumb yet,
And dreamy Is the town.
I miss a face from the window,
A footstep from the grass ;
I mise tho boyhood of my heart,
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Butt walk Monet Ify hopes aro gone!
And the eumuler4Inls that was."
At length, during the wiu.ter of Sep-
tember, Brio was able to travel and cane
by easy' stages southward. The last days
of the tnouth found hint weak and help.
less—obliged to rest for a time at Grand
Isle. Too ill to finial his jcurney. the
physician declared that Ile must halt
here and rest. And at that lovely resort
sureiy lie would grow strong. But
Eric's heart was full of mad impatience
to meet his darling once more, It was
only u day's journey by boat to Grand
Isle from her home ; would she corse ?
At first Jessie ,hesitated, Was it a
warning voice that was bidding her be-
ware ? But her desire to meet her lov.
ed one was too stroltg ; and at last sire
started for Grand Isle on the steamboat
We her, in charge of the captain's wife.
Full of vague apprehensions Allan Gor-
don took passage on the same boat.
They would arrive at Grand Isle on
Oct. 1.
Got. 1, 1893, will long be romeinbered
by the inhabitants of the Gulf Coast.
We who have not yet begun to draw
long breaths of relief after that never to
be forgotten night when the merciless
cyclone crashed down upon tits -earth,
and left death and desolation in its
wake. Heaven pity the poor unfortu-
nates who dragged through that long,
endless night to fine morning arisen
upon a scene of death and disaster.
But God was goal to Jesse and Eric,
for He let thong meet once more. They
were together to the last. When the
pitiless storm struck down upon the great
hotel on the island, of which scarcely a
timber was left standing,they were clasp-
ed in each other's arms. And so Allan
Gordon found them in the morning
stone dead. Upon their cold faces a
senile of heavenly happiness resting fair
and serene.
Among Eric's papers was discovered
this little verse—the last stanza of a
poets which had recently appeared in a
poputlr.magazine:
"The summer was not such a dream, perhaps,
Of bliss as we thought '(would be;
And the beautiful things we planned to do
Went amiss, for you and for ore;
Yet still it has gone, for all of that,
And we lilt our wistful eyes
To theland were beyondthewinter snows,
Another summer lies."
—New York Weekly
FASCINATING BUT NOT PRETTY.
Some Tracts of the Too -Often Easy -Going
Frenchwoman of Society.
The genuine Frenchwoman of society
is rarely beautiful. She is always More
or less fascivating. Like the French
nobleman, she is tall, lithe, intelligent,
appreciative of art, with much delicacy
of feeling, and has either very strung,
almost bigoted principles, or none at all.
As there is no possibility fur the de-
veloniuent of love before marriage,
writes the Marquise de Sau Uarluc in
the North American Review, this
most natural of all human passions is
apt to assert its power long after the
excitable young French woman has con-
tracted an itlliance with sotne "unsym-
pathetic fellow," and it needs Much
character and very solid virtue to
resist the courtship of enterprising
French noblemen, who swarm around
young brides with the skepticism of
true libertines. Women of strict prin-
ciples, who have not become mule on
leaving Wages, and wiho have the
courage to withstand the current of
youth and passion, lead after marriage,
for the most part, lives of silent douleetio
martyrdom. Those who have rather
loose morale, and they are, perchance,
the greater number, seem to have a
pretty good time of it and spend their
golden ,years tronpant leers :naris with
a vengeance, while they bring up their
children with the greatest severity on a
system of blindfold ignorance. In fact,
the cool way the French women have of
being immoral without giving up going
to church on Sunday is a mystery. One
sister will be a Carmelite and the other
will accept the homage of half a dozers
admirers. Yet both have been educated
in the same convent; both have shared
the same life till the age of 18, when the
gay, laughing blond entered a religious
order, and the dark, almond eyed sister
sought the marriage tie for the solo pur-
pose of securing freedom.
• Servants in India
Domestic life in India is without the
annoyance of the servant question, says
an exchange.' Yuu never need tell a
servant what yon want done in that
country. They seem to know it by in-
tuition. The ordinary household ]las
about twelve servants—a cook, a waiter,
a sort of valet de chambre and, if you
have two horses, two grooms ; one man
to run before you when you go out rid,
ing and take charge of your horse, an-
other man whose business it is to collect
for your horse's feed the grass which
grows in a vine -like planner upon the
roads. Then in summer you require
threeor four men who work the large tans
or "punkas" over you night and day
while you are awake and while you are
sleeping; and last, but not least, a watch-
man.
This last institution is a peculiar one.
If you did not have flim you would be
liable to find something stolen every
night. Strangest of all, the only man
who is a successful watchman mus'. he
a thief—the cast of a thief. HIe stakes
no pretensions of being anything else,
but as long as you have thin in your
employ nothing will ever be stolen.
While the native Hindoos are very dis•
honest, the only way in which to keep
your valuables safe is to give them into
their hands for keeping. If one locks
$500 in his chest one would be sure that
some time or other one of the servants
would steal It; but if the money is given
to a servant he would guard it with his
life.
Conundrums,
When is a cake like a plant that is in.
jured by the cold? When it is frosted.
Why is your conscience like a railway
switch? Because if it is carefully tend.
ed it will keep you on the right track.
To what land are many little children
sent every day? To dreamland,
When does a kite belong to a barn!
When it is aloft.
Why is a wicked companion like a
careless switchman? Because he is apt
to throw you off the right track.
Why is a pirate chief like a hunter?
Because. he is a sea king (a -seeking).
Name the largest bow that ever lived,
Jumbo.—Yonth's Companion.
Tho Cheese Mite.
The cheese mite is more tenacious of
1ife, than any other insect, Leuwen•
hoeck glued one to a pin in order to
make a microscopioal examivation, and
in this situation it lived eleven weeks.
4 Driftlnce Ioell.r>t,
A crystal mountain on the azure ware
Bald as- yo verdure, but enriched by lanes
Resplendent in the wane of sparkling run,
It glens—it scintillates with gleams; which run
Athwart the liquid path of Its lone cruise
Like smiles beamed forth from each translucent
cora
Set in its rugged face as oyes, to peer
Through the clear distance of a plain of sea.
Se cold—so pregnant with quiescent awe,
It drifts, in warmer latitudes to thaw ;
And fades the Northland in obscurity,
As itsgrim Boreal does southward steer ;
At times In view of travelers raptured eyes,
And often insulated by the skies.
OUTLAW IN PETTICOATS.
Nannie Leatherbury rocked up
down in a big rocking chair on
veranda of a long. rambling two eto
house, which nestled in a. garden
bloom with semi -tropical plauts
trees, down by the Red River,
Quito a frown gathered on her piqu
face as she dwelt on her morning's
haps. She and her fiance, Forrest
fax, had only been in Texas a few d
—he for the purpose of looking a
some cattle interests and she for
love of change and to see her mar
sister, with whom they were atayi
Nanus Leatherbury was a verita
gypsy at heart, for she never was
happy as when she was wander
about with thesauie restless fever wih
is the heritage of that picturesque tri
Flicking the dust off her riding bo
with ]ler whip, she rose and wal
rapidly up and down itt a high temp
'Why did they send me such an
broken beast? I'm not a circus rider;
sides, no girl on earth could sit such
chniu-lightning performer."
Her eyes filled with tears as she to
ed, and the,show she had made of h
self. turning somersaults and landing
her head itt a c,ctus bed before
amused natives. an hour or so hefo
was vivid memory, Forrest Fairf
was sitting on the veranda railing,sm
ing a pipe. His long legs dangled do
in an awkward way on the flower b
below, to the detriment of a jam
viue, which was timidly climbing
frail trellis.
"1t was the best they had. Nal,
the livery stable keeper told 2110," lo
ing as concerned as it was possible
any one to look with his round, pi
face, whose natural expression was
superabuudance of good humor a
health,
Just at that moment her attention w
drawn to a dark object, which dr
nearer and nearer over the prairie. T
object proved to be two horses—a
elan rode one and led the other•. Bei
a lover of horseflesh, like ail her count
people, she involuntarily took in all t
points of a horse: Suddenly exclaimi
with lively interest : "Now, that's t
sort of a mount 1 take pleasure in. S
how even his gaits are, and how w
bred Ile is."
The woman halted in front of t
house, and in a twinkle jumped off, a
advanced to the steps, leading t
horses, with a bright smile on her to
ned face. Nannie noticed that she w
very young—not more than 10 or 17
the most. She wore brown breeches an
boots. Her short cloth skirt was simil
to those worn by women on the moo
in Scotland. Around her throat w
twisted a yellow silk handkerchief, at
her head was protected •from the bri
giant sunshine by a large sombrero sus
as the cowboys wear.
"Good evening, lady. I heard th
morning down at the ranch,that you a
lookiug for a saddle horse, so I'v
brought oue to show you."
"She took her sombrero off as sh
spoke, and wiped the prespiratto
from her forehead, where her shor
black curls clustered in damp littl
rings.
Her ungloved heeds were tiny an
brown but anyone could see they wer
strong as steel.
Nannie walked out on the grass to ex
amine the beautiful animal closer
as she answered, "I am looking fo
one to hire, but don't wish to buy, be
cause we shall only be here a fe
weeks."
A shade of disappointment fell dye
the little horse dealer's face, but bright
ening up, site said coazingly: "Com
and have a ride on him, and I think yo
may change your mind."
Forrest began to feel uneasy.
"Is he gentle?" he asked, as the ner
vous creature put back hie ears, snorting
at such familiarity.
"Oh, perfectly. You see that I've only
a plain snaffle cat him. His mouth i
like velvet."
Nannie's admiratio prevailed, so sh
insisted on luountil nd in a n30111e11
she was in the saddle.
"Shull I corse along too ?" lie asked,
'My Horse is just around the field in a
Bile -c1671,
••Ou, no, thank you !•' she answered
lightly. "I think we can get along very
well," and she smiled down into the be-
witching eyes of the little horse dealer,
who seemed very much pleased with the
arrangement, as she jumped up on her
horse without any assistance. In a second
they were both trotting off very quietly
to a part of the prairie where there was
fine going.
I shall only be gone for an hour,
Forrest," she called back as they broke
11150 a tauter.
He was standing in a small group of
men who had collected on the lawn in
front of the house. One of then was a
U,S. Deputy Marshal from Little Rock.
"Great Cmsar, but I think I've hit it 1"
the Marshal muttered, as he gazed after
the retreating forms of the two women.
"What do you mnean?" asked a man
near Trim.
`Why, I believe I'm on the trail of
tlhe Starr gang."
"What, those outlaws from the Indian
Territory ?"
"The same," he answered, "Did any
of you recognize the bay which Miss
Leatherbury is riding ?"
"No, can't say I did," they replied,
looking puzzled.
"Well, ttrat is one of the horses that
the Starr gang cut out from the San
Diego herd with a lot of others. This
one isn't branded, but I knew him by
the white blaze on his forehead the mo-
ment I saw him."
Forrest Fairfax began to be really
frightened, as he cried out : "This wo-
man can't be one of the Starre, She
said that she was living on a ranch near
here."
The marshal scorned such credulity.
"Why, I know every ranoh around. for
miles and have never seen that woman.
Starr has a wife, and 1'11 bet anything
that that is she. But they must be hard
pushed to trade on such dangerous
ground."
"Let's follow tllem,"suggested Forrest,
as he ran 1u•oauhd to get his horse.
"All right," answered !the marshal.
"But we must take a circuitous route or
our bird will escape. That woman rides
like an Indian. I hear. Will„you fol -
Iowa join us?” Ile inquired of his com-
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others pleaded important engagement*
whey they thought of their faluliiei, for
they know. only too will what tlever'ets
crliuinals the Sturra were.
'.Glia marshal warned 1tie friends that.
time of the gang were no doubt hover-
ing about waiting for the woman to ref
turn ; so they all started out well fantod.
with tnistola and rifles.* *
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Nannie was thoroughly enjoyin >1
self us she cantered on, The breeze
which had sprung on cooler in the last
hlhlf hour was very refreshing after the
the
long warm day. She could gyi
bay by the least touch as they ngalong.
-What do you want for hien , she
asked, thinking of what a good hunter
he would make,
"1 couldn't take lees than $500. He is
really worthmnuch more."
Naunie gasped iu fright at such a
price. She couldn't afford half the
amount just then, because she had been
unusually extravagant lately, so she
gave up all Ihope of owning trim, with a
sigh of despair. Suddenly the little
dealer wheeled around with a subdued
Spanish oath,for site saw that they were
being followed.
"Would you like to let him out—to
speed hint'?" she asked, as calinly as pos.
Bible under the circumstances.
"Yes, that would be delightful,"
Nanuie answered innocently, hind 220011
she was in the lead, with the 1:ttic
cloaler in the lead, who sent her horse
along in the most astonishing way. She
dill not know that her lover and friends
were in hot pursuit, and laughed glee-
fully when she found that the horse was
so swift ; s0 site urged kiln on, quite un-
conscious of her dauger. The woman
made straight for a piece of timber by
the river side, but the bay shied quickly
ut an alligator which was baskiug in the
sun on the bank, and,as he shied,Nannie
saw the hotly ..f horseineu coming after
them at top speed.
"Lets tete up ; I think I see Mr.
Fairfax," she culled out breathlessly, for
site was not us "fit" as she might have
been.
With another Spanish oath the woman
turned and caught her horse by the bri-
dle, and galloped away faster than ever,
dragging the bay with her. Nannie was
so astonished that she made no resis-
tance, and side by side the two. women
galloped on. Some wild -looking men
who had been concealed in the wood
joined then, but no word was passed.
A ball whizzed by and a sharp report of
a rifle rose above the thunder of the
horses' heel's. Firing was kept up Glick
and fast by the pursued and the pur-
suer,
Thse woman kept her horse in the rear
of her companions, pulling Nannie with
her as a sort of shield to protect them
from the bullets. Naunie struggled to
get away front her hold, but soon felt
]low useless it was, for the little brown
hands were as strong as a man's, so she
abandoned herself to her fate, swaying
from side to side in the saddle, half
dead with fright. She could hear her
friends gaining on them and tried to be
brave.
Starr, the leader of the gang, who was
a half breed ludian, cried out, "Hur-
rah 1 the marshal's bit the dust 1" as the
smoke of his rifle cleaned, and she knew
that one of her friends had been kilted,-.
Ping, ping, ping, echoed the lead as iii
flew about them. The outlaws yelled
with triumph as two or three brave fel-
lows dropped.
Nannie did not even scream, but flew
on like one in a dreadful nightmare, led
by the cruel little brown hand that
never relaxed its grip on the bridle.
Then she felt a sharp pang in her arm.
The river, sk-y and prairie heaved like a
stormy ocean, and she fainted.
Foi i eat F,.ir1':i x had fired the ball
which Strutt. This sweetheart. He had
iuteude,l it for one of the outlaws. When
he saw Naunie fall u11 in a (helpless heap
his heart, rnisgave him, and he thought
she wits dead, as the gang thought also,
for they did not stop a second in their
race for life, and soon disappeared over
the plains.
Forrest was overcome with grief as he
knelt down in the waving prairie grass
and gathered his unconscious aweetneart
close in his arms. They all gave up the
hunt after that and busied themselves
with strapping the wounded uud dead on
the horses.
Tile body of the poor marshal was tied
on his horse, which the rnen caught nut
far off, graziclg.
They, found,as they bore Nannie back
to her sister's house, that it was only a
flesh wound in her left arra, which soon
healed, and she Was as well and strung
as ever in a few days, but very much
shaken, of course, by her bandit adven-
tur0.
Two or three weeks ago, when Nannie
and Foprrest were oa their wedding tour
in Cu
prised to read in the Deriver papers, ,•
July 2, that the :notorious Starr gang
had been captur.•hi in Colorado Springs,
and with them the little horse dealer,
who turned out,as the unfortunate liter -
shad had supposed, to bo the wife of the
chief.
Naunie often wonders why the woman
tried to run away with her, and Forrest
Fairfax thinks, with a shiver, what a
narrow escape his little wife hail front
being held as ransom.—Irene Osgool in
the Cincinnati Commercial Gazette,
CATS CAUSE DIVORCE.
An Accumulation of Felines Separate a
Couple fringed Forty Years,
Cats and clairvoyance are the reasons
given by Simon Fritz, of New Haven,
for separating l:ou1 bis wife. The couple
wore married in Iotya about forty years
ago. Ten years ago Mrs. Fritz developed
a mania for cats. She gathered in and
cared for every stray feline she could
find. Mr. Fritz tried o escape from
them by gloving to New Haven, but
she brought a crate of cats with the
furniture. Mr. Fritz is a woodworker.
He set up a repairing shop, and they
lived in the building until the constant-
ly increasing number of cats around the
house caused the neighbors to com-
plain, and they moved. Mt; Fritz
also has some inventions he is trying
to perfect, but the mighty uproar by
the cats seldom allowed lam to get a
night's rest, and he was unable to work
effectively. Then Mrs. Fritz became a
trance medium and, her husband says„
neglected her household work to delvei
into the mysteries of the past, present
and future. She attracted attention by
asserting that Anna Orr, than missing
from Bridgeport, was dead in a well.
The girl's body has since been found in a
well in Fairfield. Mr. Fritz could stand
the fortune telling, but he couldn't stand
the cats, and he finally declared that his
wife's pets must all go. Mrs. Fritz
demurred, but her husband was firm.
The cant went, and so did the woman,
Now Mr. Fritz declares the will apply for
a divorce,