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diff --git a/33025-h/33025-h.htm b/33025-h/33025-h.htm new file mode 100644 index 0000000..f6f2dce --- /dev/null +++ b/33025-h/33025-h.htm @@ -0,0 +1,3694 @@ +<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Strict//EN" + "http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-strict.dtd"> + +<html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"> + <head> + <meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=iso-8859-1" /> + <title> + The Project Gutenberg eBook of Harper's Round Table, June 18, 1895, by Various. + </title> + <style type="text/css"> +/*<![CDATA[ XML blockout */ +<!-- + p { margin-top: .75em; + text-align: justify; + margin-bottom: .75em; + } + h1,h2,h3,h4,h5,h6 { + text-align: center; /* all headings centered */ + clear: both; + } + hr { width: 33%; + margin-top: 2em; + margin-bottom: 2em; + margin-left: auto; + margin-right: auto; + clear: both; + } + + table {margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;} + + body{margin-left: 10%; + margin-right: 10%; + } + + .pagenum { /* uncomment the next line for invisible page numbers */ + /* visibility: hidden; */ + position: absolute; + left: 92%; + font-size: smaller; + text-align: right; + } /* page numbers */ + + .blockquot{margin-left: 5%; margin-right: 10%;} + + .center {text-align: center;} + .smcap {font-variant: small-caps;} + .u {text-decoration: underline;} + + .caption {font-weight: bold;} + + .figcenter {margin: auto; text-align: center;} + + .figleft {float: left; clear: left; margin-left: 0; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: + 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding: 0; text-align: center;} + + .figright {float: right; clear: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; + margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0; padding: 0; text-align: center;} + + .footnotes {border: dashed 1px;} + .footnote {margin-left: 10%; margin-right: 10%; font-size: 0.9em;} + .fnanchor {vertical-align: super; font-size: .8em; text-decoration: none;} + + /* XML end ]]>*/ + </style> + </head> +<body> + + +<pre> + +Project Gutenberg's Harper's Round Table, June 18, 1895, by Various + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Harper's Round Table, June 18, 1895 + +Author: Various + +Release Date: June 29, 2010 [EBook #33025] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, JUNE 18, 1895 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SNOW-SHOES_AND_SLEDGES"><b>SNOW-SHOES AND SLEDGES.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BOB_AND_BIMBER_AND_THE_BEAR"><b>BOB, AND BIMBER, AND THE BEAR.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#KING_ARTHUR_AND_HIS_KNIGHTS"><b>KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#NUMBER_100"><b>NUMBER 100.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_NAUTICAL_FIRE-BALLOON"><b>A NAUTICAL FIRE-BALLOON.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_PUDDING_STICK"><b>THE PUDDING STICK</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#GREAT_STATE_PAPERS"><b>GREAT STATE PAPERS.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#STAMPS"><b>STAMPS</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_OLD_STAGE-COACH"><b>THE OLD STAGE-COACH.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_PROPER_USE_OF_A_SHOT-GUN"><b>THE PROPER USE OF A SHOT-GUN.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#INTERSCHOLASTIC_SPORT"><b>INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BICYCLING"><b>BICYCLING</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_CAMERA_CLUB"><b>THE CAMERA CLUB</b></a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_617" id="Page_617">[Pg 617]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;"> +<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="1000" height="331" alt="HARPER'S ROUND TABLE" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center" >Copyright, 1895, by <span class="smcap">Harper & Brothers</span>. All Rights Reserved.</p> + +<hr style='width: 100%;' /> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'>PUBLISHED WEEKLY.</td><td align='center'>NEW YORK, TUESDAY, JUNE 18, 1895.</td><td align='right'>FIVE CENTS A COPY.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>VOL. XVI.—NO. 816.</td><td align='center'></td><td align='right'>TWO DOLLARS A YEAR.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style='width: 100%;' /> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;"><a name="SNOW-SHOES_AND_SLEDGES" id="SNOW-SHOES_AND_SLEDGES"></a> +<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="700" height="530" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>SNOW-SHOES AND SLEDGES.</h2> + +<h3>BY KIRK MUNROE.</h3> + +<h3>CHAPTER XXXI.</h3> + +<h3>NEL-TE QUALIFIES AS A BRANCH PILOT.</h3> + +<p>Although disappointed of their guide there was nothing for the sledge +party to do but push on and trust to their own good judgment to carry +them safely to the end of their journey. So as much of the moose meat as +could be loaded on a sledge, or several hundred pounds in all, was +prepared and frozen that evening. Both then and in the morning the dogs +were given all they could eat—so much, in fact, that they were greatly +disinclined to travel during most of the following day.</p> + +<p>The latest addition to the party, after being rudely awakened from the +slumber into which Jalap Coombs's singing had lulled him, called +pitifully for his mother, and, refusing to be comforted, finally sobbed +himself to sleep on Phil's bear-skin in front of the fire. Here he spent +the night, tucked warmly in a rabbit-skin robe, nestled between Phil and +Serge with all his sorrows forgotten for the time being. In the early +morning he was a very sober little lad, with a grievance that was not to +be banished even by the sight of his beloved "doggies," while the +advances of his human friends were treated with a dignified silence. He +was too hungry to refuse the food offered him by Serge; but he ate it +with a strictly businesslike air, in which there was nothing of +unbending nor forgiveness.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_618" id="Page_618">[Pg 618]</a></span> To Phil's attempts at conversation he turned +a deaf ear, nor would he even so much as smile when Jalap Coombs made +faces at him, or got down on hands and knees and growled for his special +benefit. He was evidently not to be won by any such foolishness.</p> + +<p>He was roused to an exhibition of slight interest by the tinkling music +of Musky's bells when the dogs were harnessed; and when everything being +ready for a start, Phil lifted him on the foremost sledge, and tucked +him into a spare sleeping-bag that was securely lashed to it, he +murmured: "Mamma, Nel-te go mamma."</p> + +<p>The loads having been redistributed to provide for the accommodation of +the young passenger, this foremost sledge bore besides Nel-te only the +Forty-Mile mail, the sleeping equipment of the party, and their extra +fur clothing, the <i>chynik</i>, in which was stored the small quantity of +tea still remaining, what was left of the pemmican, and an axe. As with +its load it did not weigh over two hundred pounds, its team was reduced +to three dogs, Musky, Luvtuk, and big Amook. Serge still drove seven +dogs, and his sledge bore the entire camp equipment and stock of +provisions, except the recently acquired moose meat. This was loaded on +the last sledge, which was drawn by five dogs, and driven by Jalap +Coombs according to his own peculiar fashion.</p> + +<p>As soon as the sledges were in motion, and Nel-te conceived the idea +that he was going home his spirits revived to such an extent that he +chirruped cheerfully to the dogs, and even smiled occasionally at Phil, +who strode alongside.</p> + +<p>They crossed Fox Lake, passed up the stream that connected it with +Indian Trail Lake, and finally went into camp on the edge of the forest +at the head of the latter earlier than usual, because they could not see +their way to the making of any further progress. Although they felt +certain that there must be some stream flowing into the lake by which +they could leave it, they could discover no sign of its opening. So they +made camp, and leaving Jalap Coombs to care for it Phil and Serge +departed in opposite directions to scan every foot of the shore in +search of a place of exit.</p> + +<p>On reaching this camping-place Nel-te looked about him inquiringly, and +with evident disappointment, but he said nothing, and only gazed +wistfully after the two lads when they set forth on their search. For a +time he hung about the camp-fire watching Jalap Coombs, who was too +busily engaged in cooking supper and preparing for the night to pay much +attention to him. At length the little chap strolled over to the +sledges, and engaged in a romp with the three dogs who dragged his +particular conveyance. Every now and then his shrill laughter came to +Jalap's ears, and assured the latter that the child was safe.</p> + +<p>Alter a while the explorers returned, both completely discouraged and +perplexed.</p> + +<p>"I don't believe there is any inlet to this wretched lake!" cried Phil, +flinging himself down on a pile of robes. "I've searched every foot of +coast on my side, and am willing to swear that there isn't an opening +big enough for a rabbit to squeeze through, so far as I went."</p> + +<p>"Nor could I find a sign of one," affirmed Serge, "though perhaps in the +morning—"</p> + +<p>"Hello! Where's Nel-te?" interrupted Phil, springing to his feet and +gazing about him anxiously.</p> + +<p>"He were about here just as you boys kim in," replied Jalap Coombs, +suspending operations at the fire, and gazing about him with a startled +expression. "I heered him playing with the dogs not more'n a minute +ago."</p> + +<p>"Well, he isn't in sight now," said Phil, in a voice whose tone betrayed +his alarm, "and if we don't find him in a hurry there's a chance of our +not doing it at all, for it will be dark in fifteen minutes more."</p> + +<p>As he spoke, Phil hastily replaced the snow-shoes that he had just laid +aside. Serge did the same thing, and then they began to circle about the +camp with heads bent low in search of the tiny trail. At short intervals +they called aloud the name of the missing one, but only the mocking +forest echoes answered them.</p> + +<p>Suddenly Serge uttered a joyful shout. He had found the prints of small +snow-shoes crossed and recrossed by those of dogs. In a moment Phil +joined him, and the two followed the trail together. It led for a short +distance along the border of the lake in the direction previously taken +by Phil, and then making a sharp bend to the right struck directly into +the forest.</p> + +<p>When the boys reached the edge of the timber they found a low opening so +overhung by bushes as to be effectually concealed from careless +observation. The curtaining growth was so bent down with a weight of +snow that even Nel-te must have stooped to pass under it. That he had +gone that way was shown by the trail dimly visible in the growing dusk, +and the lads did not hesitate to follow. Forcing a path through the +bushes, which extended only a few yards back from the lake, they found +themselves in an open highway, evidently the frozen surface of a stream.</p> + +<p>"Hurrah!" shouted Phil, who was the first to gain it. "I believe this is +the very creek we have been searching for. It must be, and the little +chap has found it for us."</p> + +<p>"Yes," replied Serge. "It begins to look as though Cree Jim's son had +taken Cree Jim's place as guide."</p> + +<p>Now the boys pushed forward with increased speed. At length they heard +the barking of dogs, and began to shout, but received no answer. They +had gone a full quarter of a mile from the lake ere they caught sight of +the little fur-clad figure plodding steadily forward on what he fondly +hoped to be his way toward home and the mother for whom his baby heart +so longed. Musky, Luvtuk, and big Amook were his companions, and not +until he was caught up in Phil's arms did the child so much as turn his +head, or pay the slightest heed to those who followed his trail.</p> + +<p>As he was borne back in triumph toward camp his lower lip quivered, and +two big tears rolled down his chubby cheeks, but he did not cry nor +utter a complaint; nor from that time on did he make further effort to +regain his lost home. The boys had hardly begun to retrace their steps +when another figure loomed out of the shadows, and came rapidly toward +them. It looked huge in the dim light, and advanced with gigantic +strides.</p> + +<p>"Hello!" cried Phil, as he recognized the new-comer. "Where are you +bound?"</p> + +<p>"Bound to get lost along with the rest of the crew," replied Jalap +Coombs, stoutly. "Didn't I tell ye I wouldn't put up with your gettin' +lost alone ag'in?"</p> + +<p>"That's so; but, you see, I forgot," laughed Phil. "Now that we are all +found, though, let's get back to the supper you were cooking before you +decided to get lost. By-the-way, Mr. Coombs, do you realize that this is +the very stream for which we have been hunting? What do you think of our +young pilot now?"</p> + +<p>"Think of him!" exclaimed Jalap Coombs. "I think he's just the same as +all in the piloting business. Pernicketty—knows a heap more'n he'll +ever tell, and won't ever p'int out a channel till you're just about to +run aground. Then he'll do it kinder careless and onconsarned, same as +the kid done jest now. Oh, he's a regular branch pilot, he is, and up to +all the tricks of the trade."</p> + +<p>Bright and early the following morning, thanks to Nel-te's pilotage, the +sledges were speeding up the creek on their way to Lost Lake. By +nightfall they had crossed it, three other small lakes, descended an +outlet of the last to Little Salmon River, and after a run of five miles +down that stream found themselves once more amid the ice hummocks of the +Yukon, one hundred and twenty miles above the mouth of the Pelly. Of +this distance they had saved about one-third by their adventurous +cut-off. The end of another week found them one hundred and fifty miles +further up the Yukon and at the mouth of the Tahkeena. It had been a +week of the roughest kind of travel, and its hard work was telling +severely on the dogs.</p> + +<p>As they made their last camp on the mighty river they were to leave for +good on the morrow they were both glad and sorry. Glad to leave its +rough ice and escape the savage difficulties that it offered in the +shape of cañons and roaring rapids only a few miles above, and sorry to +desert its well-mapped course for the little-known Tahkeena.</p> + +<p>Still their dogs could not hold out for another week on the Yukon, while +over the smooth going of the tributary stream they might survive the +hardships of the journey to its very<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_619" id="Page_619">[Pg 619]</a></span> end; and without these faithful +servants our travellers would indeed be in a sorry plight. So while they +reminisced before their roaring camp-fire of the many adventures they +had encountered since entering Yukon mouth, two thousand miles away, +they looked hopefully forward to their journey's end, now less than as +many hundred miles from that point. To the dangers of the lofty +mountain-range they had yet to cross they gave but little thought, for +the mountains were still one hundred miles away.</p> + +<h3>CHAPTER XXXII.</h3> + +<h3>THE FUR-SEAL'S TOOTH CREATES A SENSATION.</h3> + +<p>One evening late in March the smoke of a lonely camp-fire curled above a +fringe of stunted spruces forming the timber line high up on the +northern slope of the Alaskan coast range. Kotusk, the natives call +these mountains. Far below lay the spotless sheet of Tahk Lake, from +which the Tahkeena winds for one hundred miles down its rugged valley to +swell the Yukon flood. From the foot of the mountains the unbroken +solitude of the vast northern wilderness swept away in ice-bound silence +to the polar sea. Far to the westward St. Elias and Wrangel, the great +northern sentinels of the Rocky Mountain system, reared their massive +heads twenty thousand feet above the Pacific. From them the mighty range +of snow-clad peaks follows the coast line eastward, gathering, with icy +fingers, the mist clouds ever rising from the warm ocean waters, +converting them with frigid breath into the grandest glaciers of the +continent, and sending them slowly grinding their resistless way back to +the sea.</p> + +<p>On one side of this stupendous barrier our sledge party from the Yukon +was now halted. On the other side lay the frontier of civilization, +safety, and their journey's end. Between the two points rose the +mountains, calmly contemptuous of human efforts to penetrate their +secrets of avalanche and glacier, icy precipice and snow-filled gorge, +fierce blizzard and ice-laden whirlwind, desolation and death. It is no +wonder that, face to face with such things, the little group, gathered +about the last camp-fire they might see for days or perhaps forever, +should be unusually quiet and thoughtful.</p> + +<p>Still clad in their well-worn garments of fur they were engaged in +characteristic occupations. Phil, looking anxious and careworn, was +standing close to the fire, warming and cleaning his rifle. Serge was +making a stew of the last of their moose meat, which would afterwards be +frozen and taken with them into untimbered regions where camp-fires +would be unknown. Jalap Coombs was thoughtfully mending a broken +snow-shoe, and at the same time finding his task sadly interrupted by +Nel-te, who, nestled between his knees, was trying to attract the +sailorman's undivided attention.</p> + +<p>The little chap, with his great sorrow forgotten, was now the life and +pet of the party. So firmly was his place established among them that +they wondered how they had ever borne the loneliness of a camp without +his cheery presence, and could hardly realize that he had only recently +come into their lives. Now, too, half the anxiety with which they +regarded the perilous way before them was on his account.</p> + +<p>"I'm worrying most about the dogs," said Phil, continuing a conversation +begun some time before, "and I am afraid some of them will give out +before we reach the summit."</p> + +<p>"Yes," agreed Serge; "To-day's pull up from the lake has told terribly +on them, and Amook's feet have been badly cut by the crust ever since he +ate his boots."</p> + +<p>"Poor old dog!" said Phil. "It was awfully careless of me to forget and +leave them on him all night. I don't wonder a bit at his eating them, +though, considering the short rations he's been fed on lately."</p> + +<p>The dogs were indeed having a hard time. Worn by months of +sledge-pulling over weary leagues of snow and ice, their trials only +increased as the tedious journey progressed. The days were now so long +that each offered a full twelve hours of sunlight, while the snow was so +softened by the growing warmth that in the middle of the day it +seriously clogged both snow-shoes and sledges. Then a crust would form, +through which the poor dogs would break for an hour or more, until it +stiffened sufficiently to bear their weight. Added to these tribulations +was such a scarcity of food that half-rations had become the rule for +every one, men as well as dogs, excepting Nel-te, who had not yet been +allowed to suffer on that account. Of the many dogs that had been +connected with the expedition at different times only nine were now +left, and some of these would evidently not go much further.</p> + +<p>As the boys talked of the condition of their trusty servants, and +exchanged anxious forebodings concerning the crossing of the mountains, +their attention was attracted by an exclamation from Jalap Coombs. +Nel-te had been so insistent in demanding his attention that the +sailorman was finally obliged to lay aside his work and lift the child +to his knees saying,</p> + +<p>"Waal, Cap'n Kid, what's the orders now, sir?"</p> + +<p>"C'ap'n Kid" was the name he had given to the little fellow on the +occasion of the latter's début as pilot; for, as he said, "Every branch +pilot answers to the hail of C'ap'n, and this one being a kid becomes +'Cap'n Kid' by rights."</p> + +<p>For answer to his question the child held out a small fur-booted foot, +and intimated that the boot should be pulled off.</p> + +<p>"Bad foot, hurt Nel-te," he said.</p> + +<p>"So! something gone wrong with your running rigging, eh?" queried Jalap +Coombs, as he pulled off the offending boot. Before he could investigate +it the little chap reached forward, and, thrusting a chubby hand down to +its very toe, drew forth in triumph the object that had been annoying +him. As he made a motion to fling it out into the snow, Jalap Coombs, +out of curiosity to see what had worried the child, caught his hand. The +next moment he uttered the half-terrified exclamation that attracted the +attention of Phil and Serge.</p> + +<p>As they looked they saw him holding to the firelight between thumb and +finger, and beyond reach of Nel-te, who was striving to regain it, an +object so strange and yet so familiar that for a moment they regarded it +in speechless amazement.</p> + +<p>"The fur-seal's tooth!" cried Phil. "How can it be?"</p> + +<p>"It can't be our fur-seal's tooth," objected Serge, in a tone of mingled +incredulity and awe. "There must be several of them."</p> + +<p>"I should think so myself," replied Phil, who had taken the object in +question from Jalap Coombs for a closer examination, "if it were not for +a private mark that I scratched on it when it was in our possession at +St. Michaels. See, here it is, and so the identity of the tooth is +established beyond a doubt. But how it ever got here I can't conceive. +There is actually something supernatural about the whole thing. Where +did you say you found it, Mr. Coombs?"</p> + +<p>"In Cap'n Kid's boot," replied the mate, who had just restored that +article to the child's foot. "But blow me for a porpus ef I kin +understand how ever it got there. Last time I seen it 'twas back to +Forty Mile."</p> + +<p>"Yes," said Serge, "Judge Riley had it."</p> + +<p>"I remember seeing him put it into a vest pocket," added Phil, "and +meant to ask him for it, but forgot to do so. Now to have it appear from +the boot of that child, who has never been to Forty Mile, or certainly +not since we left there, is simply miraculous. It beats any trick of +spiritualism or conspiring I ever heard of. The mystery of the tooth's +appearing at St. Michaels after my father lost it, only a short time +before at Oonalaska, was strange enough; but that was nothing to this."</p> + +<p>"There must be magic in it," said Serge, who from early associations was +inclined to be superstitious. "I don't care, though, if there is," he +added, stoutly. "I believe the tooth has come to us at this time of our +despondency as an omen of good fortune, and now I feel certain that we +shall pull through all right. You remember, Phil, the saying that goes +with it: 'He who receives it as a gift receives good luck.'"</p> + +<p>"Who has received it as a gift this time?" inquired the Yankee lad.</p> + +<p>"We all have, though it seems to have been especially<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_620" id="Page_620">[Pg 620]</a></span> sent to Nel-te, +and you know he is the one we were most anxious about."</p> + +<p>"That's so," assented Phil, "and from this time on Nel-te shall wear it +as a charm, though I suppose it won't stay with him any longer than +suits its convenience. I never had a superstition in my life, and +haven't believed in such things, but I must confess that my unbelief is +shaken by this affair. There isn't any possible way, that I can see, for +this tooth to have got here except by magic."</p> + +<p>"It beats the <i>Flying Dutchman</i> and <i>Merrymaids</i>," said Jalap Coombs, +solemnly, as he lighted his pipe for a quieting smoke. "D'ye know, lads, +I'm coming to think as how it were all on account of this 'ere curio +being aboard the steamer <i>Norsk</i> that she stopped and picked you up in +Bering Sea that night."</p> + +<p>"Nonsense!" cried Phil. "That is impossible!"</p> + +<p>Thus purely through ignorance this lad, who was usually so sensible and +level-headed, declared with one breath his belief in an impossibility, +and with the next his disbelief of a fact. All of which serves to +illustrate the folly of making assertions concerning subjects about +which we are ignorant. There is nothing so mysterious that it cannot be +explained, and nothing more foolish than to declare a thing impossible +simply because we are too ignorant to understand it.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="BOB_AND_BIMBER_AND_THE_BEAR" id="BOB_AND_BIMBER_AND_THE_BEAR"></a>BOB, AND BIMBER, AND THE BEAR.</h2> + +<p>Bob Torrey was cantering slowly over the mesa, returning from an errand +to a neighboring cattle ranch, when he caught sight of a hawk's nest in +the top of a large cedar, and determined to learn whether it contained +any eggs. So he rode up to the tree and dismounted, the pony +understanding by the dropped bridle-rein that he was not to stray away. +His dog Bimber at once began a diligent investigation of the premises of +a badger, the front door of whose burrow opened between two large roots.</p> + +<p>Bob had just reached the nest, after some hard scrambling, and was +intent upon its four brown-splotched eggs, when he heard Bimber begin +barking furiously.</p> + +<p>"Guess he's found somebody at home. Teach him to keep out of other +people's houses," Bob said to himself, gleefully, but was too busy to +look down. The racket continued, and seemed to go away and come back. +Lowering his head below the nest to ascertain what was going on, the boy +forgot those eggs instantly, for he saw a grizzly bear loping over the +ground in close pursuit of that fool of a dog, who was <i>ki-yi-ing</i> and +doing his best to reach the tree, while Bob's pony, head and tail up, +was making a record for speed in the opposite direction.</p> + +<p>The bear seemed as big as an elephant, and was growling savagely. "Oh," +he thought, "if I were only a hawk, like that one soaring overhead; or a +horse, like that one tearing across the prairie; or even a dog, like +Bimber, who—" But where <i>was</i> Bimber? He had disappeared. Had the bear +eaten him up? No; the boy must have seen the capture if that had +happened.</p> + +<p>Then a horrible thought came and nearly chilled his bones. Could a +grizzly bear climb a tree?</p> + +<p>Suddenly the barking was heard once more, but in a queer, muffled tone, +as if the dog were far away, yet no glimpse of his white coat could be +caught anywhere, though Bob's eyes searched on all sides. Next the +barking would ring out sharp and clear close by, and the bear would give +a new roar, but nothing be visible. It was most puzzling.</p> + +<p>"Where in the mischief is Bimber?" the prisoner kept asking himself, +until he almost forgot his own peril.</p> + +<p>Then the terrier suddenly appeared, facing his big enemy, and scolding +the best he knew how. The grizzly whirled round and made a dash, but the +dog was twice as agile, and in an instant was safe, in that burrow +between the roots.</p> + +<p>The bear tried to reach in, first one paw and then another, and so drag +its small enemy out, but such tactics were of no avail. The dog simply +retreated until Bob could scarcely hear its voice, and never once +ventured within reach of those formidable claws.</p> + +<p>"Maybe I can frighten the beast," thought Bob, as he drew his small +double-barrelled pistol from his belt and fired.</p> + +<p>The bear gave a roar as the little bullet stung his shoulder, and, +dropping the shot-gun, came rushing back to the tree, where it reared up +savagely, only to receive the contents of the other barrel, making a +scalp wound, which brought out another terrific growl, while Bimber was +able to take a nip at a hind leg and escape.</p> + +<p>This last bit of impudence was too much. Bruin was thoroughly enraged. +He tore at the mouth of the burrow as though he meant to dig it out in +three minutes, but the tough roots were in the way, and before long he +gave up the task, and, as if decided upon a siege, lay down squarely +across the hole and began rubbing his sore head.</p> + +<p>For an hour or more the boy sat there, when suddenly an idea occurred to +him.</p> + +<p>His powder-flask still hung around his neck. Unscrewing its cap, he +poured into his left hand as much gunpowder as it could conveniently +hold, and replaced the cap. Reaching up to the nest, he lifted out one +of the hawk's eggs, broke it gently, and let a little quantity of the +sticky "white" run into the powder in his palm. This done, he mixed the +two together, adding more of one or the other as needed, until he had +formed a paste that suited him. This paste be shaped into a roll or cord +around a ravelling from his coat lining, which served as a sort of wick, +coiled it closely, and laid it on the branch beside him. This was a +"spitting devil," such as he had often used to make Fourth-of-July fun +with. He then made two more.</p> + +<p>With as little noise as possible Bob crept down to the lowest limb, +where he was directly over the huge mass of fur, and twisted his legs +round the limb so as to leave both arms free. Holding the three "devils" +in one hand, he took a match from his pocket and lighted them rapidly, +then dropped the blazing things, one after another, upon the dozing +beast beneath him.</p> + +<p>If Bruin noticed them at all, he doubtless supposed some twigs had +fallen upon his back; but before long their fizzing and snapping woke +him up, and the next moment they began to warm him well, especially one, +which had caught firmly in the ruff around his neck, and another among +the long hair on his haunches. He rolled over and over, but this only +ground the devils deeper into the fur, while Bimber, aroused by the +rumpus, rushed out to add his clamor to the commotion. Suddenly a +terrific explosion rent the air, and nearly knocked Bob off his perch +with surprise. The bear, in floundering about, had sat down upon the +gun, and, entangling the hammers in his hair, had discharged it; but as +the barrels were bent, of course the gun had burst.</p> + +<p>That was the finishing touch. Singed, stung, and panic-stricken by the +powder on his back and the explosion in his rear, the grizzly uttered a +great howl and galloped away at the top of his speed.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="KING_ARTHUR_AND_HIS_KNIGHTS" id="KING_ARTHUR_AND_HIS_KNIGHTS"></a>KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS.</h2> + +<h3>III.—ARTHUR AND THE KNIGHTS.</h3> + +<p>"Arthur must have been tickled to death," said Jack, when his father +told how Sir Ector and Kaye knelt before him and hailed him as King. +"Wouldn't it be fine, Mollie, if somebody should ring our front-door +bell now, and come in and prove that you and I were King and Queen of +somewhere, and that papa was bringing us up for Queen Victoria or +Emperor William, for instance?"</p> + +<p>"I don't think so at all," said Mollie. "I don't want to be Queen, and I +don't think you'd make a good King, either. You slide down the banisters +too much to make a very royal King. Kings don't do such things."</p> + +<p>"I guess they would if they could," said Jack. "What's the good of being +a King if you can't do whatever you wanted to?"</p> + +<p>"I'd rather be a President, though," put in Mollie. "Kings have to wear +solid gold crowns with prongs on 'em all the time, and it must be +dreadfully uncomfortable."</p> + +<p>"Very true, my dear," said her father. "A crown is<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_621" id="Page_621">[Pg 621]</a></span> about the most +uncomfortable possession a man can have, and Arthur, I fancy, felt very +much at first as you do. He felt very badly indeed when he learned that +Sir Ector was not his father, and that Kaye was nothing but a chum, +instead of a brother, as he had always thought, for he loved them both +more than he did any one else in the world. So when Sir Ector knelt +before him and said, 'You are the rightful King of England,' Arthur +opened his eyes as widely as he could and started back in amazement."</p> + +<p>"I guess he thought it was an April-fool," laughed Mollie.</p> + +<p>"At first he may have thought that," said the Story-teller, "but when he +remembered that great Knights like Sir Ector wouldn't play jokes of that +kind he didn't think it any more. He began to grow uneasy and unhappy, +for instead of throwing his cap into the air and crying hurrah, as Jack +would do if he were elected President of the United States to-morrow, he +gave a groan and an exclamation of dismay.</p> + +<p>"'Alas!' he cried; 'why do my father and brother kneel before me?'</p> + +<p>"'I am not your father, nor is Kaye your brother,' replied Sir Ector.</p> + +<p>"'Then who am I?' cried Arthur, in great distress.</p> + +<p>"'That I know not,' returned Sir Ector, 'save that you are our King. You +were brought to me by Merlin to care for when you were an infant, and +from that day to this you have been treated as my son. Whose child you +are I do not know, nor have I ever known—nor has any one known except +Merlin.'"</p> + +<p>"Didn't Sir Ector know who paid his board?" asked Jack. "Who'd he send +his bill to?"</p> + +<p>The Story-teller smiled. "I don't believe Sir Ector charged anything for +his services," he said. "He was a true Knight, and was willing to +perform a knightly service for another without charging anything for it +or asking too many questions."</p> + +<p>"You couldn't get anybody to do that nowadays, I imagine," said Mollie, +thoughtfully. "I think very likely they'd ha' sent him to an orphan +asylum if he'd lived now."</p> + +<p>"I am not at all sure that you are not right about that," said her +father; "but whether you are or not, the fact remains that Sir Ector +took Arthur in, and without knowing whence he came or who or what he +was, was as good to him as he was to Kaye, his own little boy; and when +Arthur learned that Ector was not his father, it pained him deeply, and +he heartily wished he had never seen the sword in the stone which had +made known the secret of his high position to the world."</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 363px;"> +<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="363" height="500" alt="SIR ECTOR TOOK ARTHUR TO THE ARCHBISHOP AND TOLD HIM ALL." title="" /> +<span class="caption">SIR ECTOR TOOK ARTHUR TO THE ARCHBISHOP AND TOLD HIM ALL.</span> +</div> + +<p>"Then Sir Ector asked Arthur to be his gracious lord when he had become +King, and to make Kaye the steward of all his lands. This Arthur +promised, for, as he said to Sir Ector, he owed more to him and his wife +than he did to all others in the world. The promise made, Sir Ector took +Arthur to the Archbishop, and told him all that had occurred, and the +Archbishop was as much surprised as Arthur had been, and being a wise +man, he foresaw that all others would be surprised as well, and some of +them unpleasantly so, so he advised that the matter be kept secret for a +little while, when he would summon the Knights for another trial, at +which Arthur could do publicly what he had already done unobserved.</p> + +<p>"On Twelfth Day the plan was carried out. The Knights again rode to the +church-yard and tugged at the sword, but no more successfully than +before. Then Arthur came forth to try, and they all laughed at him. Some +of them sneeringly asked why a mere boy should be brought forward to try +to do what they, the most gallant and the strongest Knights, had been +unable to do, but they soon stopped smiling and sneering and began to +frown. Arthur, as he had previously done, walked easily up to the stone, +and grasping the sword by the hilt, pulled it out with as little effort +as if it were a weed in a garden."</p> + +<p>"That ain't always easy," said Mollie, who had tried weeding in her own +little garden patch.</p> + +<p>"No," said her father; "not always, but sometimes they come up with +scarcely an effort, and that is the way the sword came out of the stone +as soon as Arthur grasped the hilt."</p> + +<p>Jack chuckled. "You can bet on a boy to beat a man in a game o' stunts +every time," he said, proudly.</p> + +<p>"Well, you can in many cases," said his father, with a smile, "but the +Knights did not like it any the better for that. They were not used to +playing games of stunts with boys, and in this particular instance the +prize was so great a one that their anger ran very high, and they asked +some very embarrassing questions.</p> + +<p>"'Who is this boy?' asked some, and nobody was prepared to answer the +question. All Sir Ector knew was that he had brought him up from a baby, +and that he had been a very good boy, but this was not enough for the +Knights. With the crown at stake, they wanted to be certain that his +parents were people of high birth. They didn't want the son of a +stable-man to rule over them and to sit on the throne, and they grew so +bitter about it that to save trouble the Archbishop ordered another +trial to be held at Candlemas."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_622" id="Page_622">[Pg 622]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I don't think that was fair," said Mollie. "He'd won, and they'd ought +to have given him the prize."</p> + +<p>"True," said her father. "He certainly had won it, but the Archbishop +felt that having won it once, he would do it again, and it was better to +wait."</p> + +<p>"He was all right," said Jack. "I think it wasn't quite fair as Mollie +says, but it was good business."</p> + +<p>"Yes," said the Story-teller; "for, as you will soon see, Arthur didn't +lose anything by it except time."</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="NUMBER_100" id="NUMBER_100"></a>NUMBER 100.</h2> + +<h3>FRANK HOWELL'S OWN ACCOUNT OF HIS ADVENTURE IN A PRIVATE CAR.</h3> + +<h3>BY WILLIAM DRYSDALE.</h3> + +<p>It was in a handsome private car without any name that I made the +acquaintance of Frank Howell. He was already in the car when I boarded +the train; and as the owner of the car, who was also the owner of the +railroad we were riding over, was busy at the moment dictating letters +to his private secretary in the little office at one end, Frank and I +were left alone together in the principal room, and we soon became +acquainted. I was surprised to see him there, for although I had made +frequent journeys in the car, I had never seen any boy in it before; but +he seemed very much at home and quite contented. He was a handsome +boy—or, rather, I should say he is a handsome boy, for this was only a +few weeks ago—with dark bright eyes and wavy brown hair, and a pleasant +manner that would make almost any one take an interest in him at once.</p> + +<p>We soon fell into a little conversation, and I learned that he was a +Chicago boy, fourteen years old, and that he was spending the winter +with his father and mother in the Seminole Hotel, in Winter Park, +Florida. This accounted for his presence in that neighborhood, for we +were then riding through one of the central counties of Florida; but it +did not account for his presence in the private car, and when I dropped +a hint in that direction, he told me that he had known the owner of the +car for only about a week. When we had reached this stage of our +acquaintance, Mr. H. B. Plant, the owner both of the car and the +railroad, came out of his office and spoke to us. After shaking hands +with me he introduced Frank Howell.</p> + +<p>"He doesn't look like a dangerous boy, does he?" Mr. Plant said, +smilingly. "But he had hardly got down into this country before he ran +away with my car, so I thought I had better take him along with me to +Jacksonville, for fear he might run away with the whole railroad."</p> + +<p>"Indeed I think it was the car that ran away with me, Mr. Plant," Frank +broke in. "Anyhow, I brought it back again."</p> + +<p>"He is the first person I have ever known," Mr. Plant went on, "to +travel about the country in a private car, without a cent of money to +buy anything to eat with. You must tell that story, Frank, while I +finish my letters; and try to tell it as well as you told it to me the +other day."</p> + +<p>"How far did you go with the car, Frank?" I asked, when we were left +alone together again.</p> + +<p>"About twenty-five hundred miles," he answered.</p> + +<p>"What!"</p> + +<p>"Twenty-five hundred miles, they say it was. I'll tell you about it," he +replied.</p> + +<p>I saw there was a story coming, and that Frank was able to tell it well +in his own words; so I made no further interruptions.</p> + +<p>"You know, after you've seen the lakes at Winter Park," he began, "and +the pine woods and the caged alligator, and a few hundred orange groves, +there isn't very much more for the people to see, so they go down to the +station about six o'clock every evening to see the last mail come in. +That brings through cars from the North—one sleeper from New York and +one from Chicago, that meet in Jacksonville. I got into the habit of +going to the station every evening too, and, of course, I soon got to +know all the sleepers by name. There were the Olivia, and the Tagus, and +the Marion, and perhaps a dozen in all, but only two in any one train.</p> + +<p>"Well, one evening I was in the crowd looking at the passengers get off, +when I happened to see that there were three big cars in the train, +instead of two. The biggest of all, and the finest of all, was the last +car in the train, and I was sure I had never seen it before, so I pushed +down the platform to see its name. Queerly enough, it didn't have any +name at all: it just had the figures '100' painted in gilt letters on +its side. I looked in the windows, and saw that it was a great deal +handsomer than any of the sleepers. There were only two or three +gentlemen in the car, and they were sitting in big, comfortable +arm-chairs in a room that shone with mirrors and polished oak. There +were flowers on a table in the centre, and, at one end a couch that +looked as soft as down. But I needn't describe it to you, because it was +this very room, in this very car.</p> + +<p>"It was only a glance I had before the train started, but that was +enough to show me that it was a private car, and to make me wonder +whether I should ever have a chance to take a ride in one. I didn't +suppose I should, at least not for a great many years. But you never can +tell about things, can you? After that the car seemed to be going up or +coming down every day or two, and I always looked into it whenever I had +an opportunity. One morning I happened down by the station, and there +stood No. 100 on a side track, with no engine, and nobody about it.</p> + +<p>"'Here's my chance,' I thought to myself, 'to see the finest car on the +road'; and I went up to it, and walked all around it, and climbed over +the platforms, and saw just nothing at all, for all the shades were +pulled down tight.</p> + +<p>"'That's too bad,' I was just saying to myself, or I guess I must have +been saying it out loud. 'I do wish I could see the inside of that car'; +and the minute I said it I heard somebody alongside of me say:</p> + +<p>"'Do you? Then come along with me, for I am going into it.'</p> + +<p>"I looked around, and there was a gentleman I often saw in the hotel, +and, of course, he often saw me there.</p> + +<p>"'Oh!' said I; 'can you get into it?'</p> + +<p>"'I think so,' said he, half laughing. 'I am the superintendent of the +road.'</p> + +<p>"He unlocked the door with a key, and took me in, and that was the first +time I ever set foot in this or any other private car. It fairly took me +off my feet to see how fine it was. He showed me the office at the end, +with its big windows on three sides, and its soft sofa and velvet carpet +and rugs; and the two big state-rooms, each with its broad double bed +and its bath-room; and this dining-room where we're sitting, as big as +the dining-room in a French flat, and much handsomer; and the two +'sections' like a sleeper; and another bath-room; and the tiny +baggage-room; and at the end of the car the kitchen, all stocked with +copper kettles and pans; and the refrigerator, and away up over that a +berth for the cook. My, but didn't it all look fine! You see, it was the +first time I was ever in a private car; I wasn't so used to them then as +I am now.</p> + +<p>"I asked whose car it was, and the Superintendent said it belonged to +Mr. Plant, who owned the hotel I was staying in and the other big hotel +in Tampa, and was president of that railroad and a dozen others, and two +or three steamship lines. No wonder he had a beautiful car all to +himself, was it? Well, I was just going to say that that was the way I +happened to get acquainted with the superintendent, and it was through +him that I happened to go down to Tampa alone a few days afterwards to +see the big hotel and the Steamships, because he was going down, and he +said he'd see me safe in the train to come back.</p> + +<p>"You know how the trains start just back of the big hotel in Tampa? +Well, I was to take the 3.15 train in the afternoon to come home, and I +was there in good time; but I didn't see any thing of the superintendent +at first. I saw this car standing there, though, with its shades all +down; but it was some ways down the track, and not coupled to any train. +The last car of my train was the parlor car,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_623" id="Page_623">[Pg 623]</a></span> and I got in that, for I +had exactly fifty cents left to pay my parlor-car fare with, besides my +return ticket, of course. In a minute or two the train began to back, +and I saw the conductor outside making signals to the engineer, so I +went to the rear door and looked out.</p> + +<p>"What do you think? They were backing right down to this car, and in a +minute they had it coupled to my train; and just as the coupling was +made the superintendent opened the door and came out on the platform, +and as soon as he saw me he told me to come over there.</p> + +<p>"I was sure then that he was going to ride somewhere in this car, and +maybe he might let me ride with him a little ways. Wasn't it the +luckiest thing in the world, I thought, that I happened to be there just +at the right minute? We both went inside, in the little office at the +end where Mr. Plant is now; and the first thing the superintendent said, +said he, 'I am going to take this car up the road, and if you like you +can ride up to Winter Park with me.'</p> + +<p>"Well, sir, it was so sudden I didn't know for a minute whether I stood +on my feet or my head. But the train began to move off, so I saw it was +really true.</p> + +<p>"'Isn't Mr. Plant going to use it?' I asked him—for I was so excited I +hardly knew what I said.</p> + +<p>"'Mr. Plant sailed for Jamaica this morning,' he answered, 'and will not +be back for two weeks. The car is going up to New York now to bring Mrs. +Plant and some of her friends down. It has just been thoroughly cleaned +for her use, so I do not care to open it up much and let the dust in; +but you can make yourself comfortable here in the office while I look +over some papers. I am only going as far as Lakeland myself, about +thirty miles up the road; but you can go on to Winter Park in the car if +you'll be sure to slam the door when you get out. It locks with a spring +lock.'</p> + +<p>"Make myself comfortable! Well I should rather say I could. I was as +proud as a peacock. It was foolish, of course, but, you see, I'd never +had a ride in a private car before. I was sorry none of my friends had +seen me start off in it, and that none of them would be likely to see me +get out, for the train was not due at Winter Park till after eight +o'clock. It seemed just like being in a house, it went so smooth and +firm; and when people looked in the windows at stations, I'd imagine +they were wondering what nabob that boy was, to be travelling in such +style. And then I'd think of having only fifty cents in my pocket, and +I'd have to laugh.</p> + +<p>"It seemed just no time at all before we got to Lakeland, where the +superintendent left me. He told me to take a nap on the sofa if I got +sleepy, for I still had a four hours' ride, and to be sure and slam the +door when I got out. Then I had the grand car all to myself, and wasn't +I just prouder than ever! I wanted to go all over it and look at all the +handsome things, but I wouldn't do it, because that would be just like +sneaking over anybody's house. I staid right in the office, and pretty +soon it began to grow dark, for there was nobody to light the lamps in +the car, and I began to grow sleepy. So I spread out a newspaper for my +feet, and lay down on the sofa.</p> + +<p>"Did you ever see anything as soft as these sofas? It was like floating +in the air, and I imagined myself riding on that magic carpet in the +<i>Arabian Nights</i>. But there was something lacking, as there always is. I +was as hungry as a bear, for I'd eaten nothing since morning. Then I +thought of the fifty cents in my pocket, and the buffet they always have +in the sleepers and parlor cars in Florida, and how easy it would be to +go into the next car and buy some supper. But didn't I fasten back the +catch of the door carefully before I went out? You see, I'd have been +only an ordinary passenger if the door had locked after me, for I +couldn't have got back.</p> + +<p>"The waiter in the parlor car looked at me a kind of queer when I +ordered my supper. 'Do you belong in this car?' said he.</p> + +<p>"'Oh no,' said I. 'I have a private car in the rear.' Well, sir, after +that you'd have thought I was the President of the United States from +the way he waited on me. My fifty cents didn't buy very much, but it was +enough.</p> + +<p>"In a few minutes I was back on my sofa in No. 100, with the door +locked. It was almost dark, and getting chilly, but having a fine +private car all to myself more than made up for that. Just think of it! +It was almost as though I owned the car. Even the conductor didn't come +in, for they don't go into a railroad president's private car to ask for +tickets.</p> + +<p>"I took a soft rug off the floor and pulled it over me, and thought I +might as well take a nap. It would be safe to sleep for an hour, or even +two, and I was tired with my day's travel. Of course I was asleep in no +time. My, how good it felt!—a private car all to myself, soft sofa to +sleep on, nobody to bother me."</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="500" height="359" alt=""WELL, SIR, IT WAS ENOUGH TO MAKE A BOY'S HAIR TURN GRAY."" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"WELL, SIR, IT WAS ENOUGH TO MAKE A BOY'S HAIR TURN GRAY."</span> +</div> + +<p>"Suddenly something woke me up. I didn't know where I was at first, but +it came back to me in a minute, and I was awfully cold. A little scared, +too, for if I had slept any longer I might have been carried past Winter +Park, and a pretty thing that would have been. I jumped up and looked +out, but it was too dark to see anything much. We were running very +slow, and I thought by the way things looked we were just getting into a +station. So I sat down by the window and watched, and, sure enough, we +were just about to stop. When we did stop, my car stood right square in +front of the bay-window of a station. And what do you think I saw? Well, +sir, it was enough to make a boy's hair turn gray. There was a big sign +on the front of the building, WAYCROSS; and the clock inside the window +said 4.35.</p> + +<p>"Then I knew I was in for it; for Waycross, you know, is in Georgia, +about half-way between Jacksonville and Savannah, and nearly three +hundred miles above Winter Park. Instead of taking a little nap, I had +slept for eight or nine hours, and I was three hundred miles away from +my friends, without a cent in my pocket. My first thought was to get +out, but while I had my hand on the door-knob I thought better of it. +What would become of me if I got out? I had no money to go home +with—not even a cent to telegraph to my folks with. Go to the +conductor, do you say? You see, we were on an entirely different +railroad from the one we started on, and had a different conductor, of +course. This one wouldn't know anything about me, and probably would not +believe my story.</p> + +<p>"It was a pretty tough place, wasn't it? Private car, soft sofa, fine +rugs, great style, and not a cent of money. While I was trying to make +up my mind what to do, the train started. But that was all right; for +somehow I couldn't get it out of my head that the best thing I could do +was to stick to the car. You see, I figured it this way: when I didn't +come home at nine o'clock, they'd begin to worry about me. They'd +telegraph to the superintendent, and he'd understand how it was, and +telegraph along the line, and have me found and sent home.</p> + +<p>"Had it all reasoned out fine, didn't I? And it would have turned out +so, only for one thing. The superintendent drove out in the country +somewhere from Lakeland, where he couldn't be reached by telegraph, and +he didn't get back to Winter Park for two days. Nobody else knew that I +was in this car. Wasn't that a fix for you?</p> + +<p>"But I'm getting ahead of my story. I'd made up my mind to stick to the +car, if I had to ride all the way to New York. But of course my folks +and the superintendent would find me long before that. You see, I've +read in the papers how lost boys in New York are taken care of by the +police, and their friends telegraphed to. But I had a better plan than +that to try first, if it came to the worst; I'd go to a good hotel and +get them to telegraph, and my father would send on money for me. The +summer clothes I wore would be some proof of my coming from Florida. You +see, I had to think out every little point.</p> + +<p>"Well, I'll not tire you with telling you how I rode on and on and on, +and how nobody came into the car after me. You know the road, of course. +We were in Savannah, and then we were in Charleston, and in Wilmington; +but nobody inquired for me. I may as well own up that I was pretty well +frightened when night came on again. I kept the door locked, of course, +and most all the shades down, for somehow I didn't care much about +looking at the scenery.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_624" id="Page_624">[Pg 624]</a></span></p> + +<p>"But I had to break my rule about not going through the car, for by +night I was almost starved. There must be something to eat in the +kitchen, I thought; and I went and looked. Not a thing there! Closets +empty, and all scrubbed out clean, refrigerator open and empty, not so +much anywhere as a scrap of bread. I'd have eaten some, you know, if +there'd been any there—for what would a railroad president care for a +slice of bread when a fellow was hungry? That made me kind of desperate, +and I tried the dining-room—this room. Well, sir, in the closet under +that cabinet in the corner I found a big earthenware jar half full of +Boston water-crackers—those fearfully hard ones, you know. But didn't +they taste good, though! I felt kind of mean about eating them, but it +was all right— Mr. Plant says it was, and he's sorry I didn't find a +porter-house steak there.</p> + +<p>"Lying down that second night was the worst time of all. Did I cry, you +say? Yes, sir, I did cry. Mind you, I'm only fourteen, and a bigger boy +than that would have cried. Then sometimes I laughed, too. When I began +to wonder whether I was a nabob travelling in a private car, or a tramp +looking for a supper, that made me laugh. It was frightfully dark, and +of course I did not dare light a lamp. It was cold, too; but I managed +that with more rugs. There were plenty of rugs. By that time I was +nearly a thousand miles away from my friends, and nobody seemed to be +making any inquiries about me. But I knew that was nonsense, for do you +think my mother wouldn't hunt me? When I thought of how she must be +worrying about me, it made me cry again, and I cried myself to sleep. +The next thing I knew somebody was shaking me by the shoulder.</p> + +<p>"'Wake up, young man!' the somebody was saying. 'Are you Frank Howell?'</p> + +<p>"'Yes, sir,' said I, as soon as I got my senses.</p> + +<p>"It was a tall young gentleman, as I could see by the light through the +window, and the train was standing still.</p> + +<p>"'Then come along with me,' said he. 'It's half past five in the +morning, and this is Washington. You've only about twelve minutes to eat +your breakfast in.'</p> + +<p>"Then I knew I'd been found, and do you know it almost took away my +strength. We were in the railway restaurant, and I was eating like a +starving man before I had a chance to ask any questions, and then it was +the gentleman who did the asking.</p> + +<p>"'Have you come far?' said he.</p> + +<p>"'Come far!' said I; 'I was carried past Winter Park. Didn't you know?'</p> + +<p>"'I didn't know anything about it,' said he. 'I'm just obeying orders. I +got this telegram only about two hours ago.' And he laid on the table a +telegram which read:</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">"'<span class="smcap">To Fred Roblin</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 10em;">Washington.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>"'Mrs. Plant desires you to find Frank Howell, a boy probably +coming North in her car in Train 14. See that he has breakfast and +anything else he wants, and send him on to New York. Telegraph +Seminole Hotel as soon as found.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 32em;">"'<span class="smcap">H. S. Haines</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 36em;">Vice-President.'</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"'That's all right, then,' said I. 'Somebody's found me; I don't know +who it is.'</p> + +<p>"'All right!' said he; 'I should say it was. You're the luckiest boy in +the country if Mrs. Plant is looking after you. There goes the bell. Now +is there anything more I can do for you?'</p> + +<p>"I told him not a thing more, and he said he would telegraph to my +father, and that of course somebody would meet me in New York. Well, +sir, it was a different ride after that, though the car got colder all +the time. I pulled up all the shades and made things look cheerful, and +unlocked the door, for I wasn't afraid any longer of being put out. And +somebody did meet me. It was a man in livery, and he had a warm overcoat +for me, and took me across the ferry, and put me in a beautiful coach +with two horses, and in a few minutes I was in one of the finest houses +I ever saw in my life, and a beautiful lady was stroking my head.</p> + +<p>"'Why, you poor child,' Mrs. Plant said (for the lady was Mrs. Plant), +'what a fright you must have had! But your troubles are over now, for I +shall take you back with me to Florida to-morrow. I was so afraid you +would be starving in the car, as it was all cleaned out.'</p> + +<p>"I told her about the crackers I found, and that made her laugh. After a +while I asked her how she had found me out, and why my folks had not +hunted me up.</p> + +<p>"'Hunted you up!' she repeated. 'Why, child, we had the whole line +turned upside down looking for you. The whole trouble was that the +superintendent did not get back to Winter Park till late last night, and +no one else knew that you were in my car. But as soon as he returned he +telegraphed the New York office what had happened, and they sent word to +me. It was after midnight then, and Washington was the first place I +could catch the car.'</p> + +<p>"Say, did you ever see such a kind lady as Mrs. Plant? She said I was +her guest, because it was her car had carried me off; and that night she +took me to the opera, and the next day we started back for Florida. We +didn't live on crackers on the way down, either, <i>I</i> tell you; nor the +car wasn't cold or dark. I didn't find out till after I got back that +Mrs. Plant thought my folks would be so worried that she'd telegraphed +to a dozen of the agents to find me, and had told them all 'the boy is +to be treated as my guest, wherever found.' And you see how kind Mr. +Plant was about it after he got home. This is the second time he has had +me out to ride with him. Oh, it's jolly, being carried away in a +president's private car—after you're found.</p> + +<p>"Some of the boys at the hotel say I was a chump not to tell the +conductor after I found I was carried past, and have him send me home. +But was I? Well, I rather think not. They're jealous, that's all."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_625" id="Page_625">[Pg 625]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_NAUTICAL_FIRE-BALLOON" id="A_NAUTICAL_FIRE-BALLOON"></a>A NAUTICAL FIRE-BALLOON.</h2> + +<h3>BY W. J. HENDERSON.</h3> + +<p>It was blowing fresh from the eastward and southward, and the <i>Alice +Tree</i>, under two lower topsails, spanker, and a bit of head-sail, was +roaring along on a taut bowline, and looking well up toward her course. +That was as nearly due east as a good compass, a cool hand at the wheel, +and an honest desire to cross the fiftieth meridian in latitude 40° 30' +could make it. All the way from Sandy Hook Light-ship the stanch ship +had leaned to a soldier's wind till the mid-watch of this day, and even +now, under shortened canvas and with weather clews a-tremble, she was +making eight knots an hour on her great circle track. The wind boomed +out of the arching, creamy hollows of the two topsails, and hummed +through the tense shrouds and back-stays.</p> + +<p>Out forward the sweeping curve of the clipper bow swung swiftly upward, +with bobstay and martingale dripping with sparkling brine, and again +plunged down with a thunderous roar and a boiling of milk-white foam up +to the hawse-holes. Ever and anon a hissing shower of iridescent spray +would hurtle across the forecastle deck, and lose itself in the smother +of yeasty froth that blew along the lee rail.</p> + +<p>Up to windward the sea hardened itself against the luminous horizon in a +steel-blue field of cotton-tufted ridges, leaping and falling in wide +unrest. Overhead sheets of wreathing vapor rushed across the dense blue +sky, and in and out of the rifts the dazzling white sun shot wildly as +if in meteoric flight. Captain Elias Joyce leaned against the weather +rail of his poop deck, and looked contented.</p> + +<p>"It'll blow harder before it blows easier, Mr. Bolles," he said to his +mate, "but it'll go to the south'ard."</p> + +<p>"Ay, ay, sir," said the mate. "And I reckon we'll do very well as we +are."</p> + +<p>"Yes, let well enough alone," said the Captain. "Come, gentlemen, let's +go to dinner."</p> + +<p>The gentlemen were Joseph and Henry Brownson, the twin sons of the owner +of the ship. They were making this voyage on a sailing-ship for health +and recreation after a hard struggle with their final examinations at +college. They were well used to the sea, and had served an +apprenticeship in many a hearty dash around Brentons Reef Light-ship and +the Block Island buoy. They were enjoying every minute of their voyage, +but they had yet one great desire to gratify. They wished to get the +Captain to spin them a yarn of some strange experience at sea. Up to the +present time he had refused to accept their hints. But they had not yet +abandoned hope. At the dinner table they renewed the attack, but without +result. When the meal was ended, the Captain filled a pipe, and the +conversation drifted in various channels. Henry spoke of college +celebrations and the foolishness of sending up fire-balloons. The +Captain took the pipe out of his mouth, blew a big cloud of smoke, and +said, reflectively:</p> + +<p>"Well, I don't know. I remember once when a fire-balloon turned out to +be a mighty useful thing at sea."</p> + +<p>"I'd like to know how," said Joseph.</p> + +<p>"Well, if you two young gentlemen won't be bored by hearing a sea yarn, +I'll just spin it for you."</p> + +<p>The two young men looked at one another. Bored? Well, that was good, +after all their clever hints.</p> + +<p>"It was a matter of thirty years ago," began the Captain, "when I was +only a boy, and was making a voyage much as you gentlemen are, for the +pleasure of it. My father, who was a sea captain, was part owner in the +<i>Ellen Burgee</i>, and he thought it would be a good thing for me to go out +and sniff salt air and see blue water. The <i>Ellen Burgee</i> was an +old-fashioned ship, with long single topsails, a mackerel-head bow, and +tumble-home sides. Her stem was rounded out in a big arch, and she had +quarter galleries like a line-of-battle ship. She was a roaring good +sailer, though, and her skipper was likely to use bad language if he +caught her doing anything under eight knots in a breath of air. She had +a handsome cabin, too, had the <i>Ellen Burgee</i>, and when the swinging +lamp was shedding its soft yellow light over the polished mahogany +table, the cushioned lockers, the rugs, and the white and gold paint, it +looked like the owner's saloon in a modern schooner yacht. I suppose I +didn't know at that time how comfortable I was, but, looking back now, I +can't say that I was ever any better off on shipboard."</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 410px;"> +<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="410" height="500" alt="THE CREW GAVE THREE HEARTY CHEERS AS THE BALLOON AROSE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE CREW GAVE THREE HEARTY CHEERS AS THE BALLOON AROSE.</span> +</div> + +<p>"The <i>Ellen Burgee</i> was bound from New York for Table Bay. It's not +necessary to go into any account of her cargo, seeing that it has not +anything to do with this story, and that it never arrived at its port of +destination, anyhow, but went to feed fishes. However, that's running +ahead of my reckoning, so I'll just heave to and drift back. We passed +Sandy Hook with a fair wind and all kites flying. We didn't take a tug +every time we went to sea in those days, but used to lie in the +Horseshoe for a favoring breeze. I don't know that there's anything +serious to tell you about, except that we stopped at Bermuda for three +days, and I had my first look at those happy islands. What's more to the +point is that a week later, in latitude 18° 15' N., longitude 56° 30' +W., we sighted a derelict brig. She was water-logged and abandoned; but +our old man thought there<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_626" id="Page_626">[Pg 626]</a></span> might be something aboard her worth saving, +and so, as the wind was very light, and we couldn't lose much by backing +our fore-topsail yard for a time, he sent a boat to her. The second mate +went in it, and came back with a cargo of tissue-paper, ink, pens, and a +few other loose things he'd picked up in her cabin. The tissue-paper, he +said, would do for the boy—me—to play with. I laughed at him at the +time, for I didn't see what use the tissue-paper would be to me. But I +made a fire-balloon out of it afterwards, and we were all pretty glad +that we had it aboard.</p> + +<p>"We were getting down toward the equator when it fell a dead flat calm. +I never saw such a calm before or since, except once. The sea looked +like gray oil, its surface was so smooth and glassy. But out of the +southwest there came a swell that kept growing bigger and bigger and +bigger. There was not a breath of wind stirring, and the whoo, whoo, +whoo of the rush of air in the rigging as the ship rolled sounded like +the whistling of some ghostly fog siren. And how she did roll! Every +spar and timber in her groaned and squeaked as if in mortal pain. Pots +and dishes rattled and banged in the galley, and the whole interior of +the ship was filled with strange unaccountable noises. Up above the sky +was a sort of dull yellow, and the sun looked as if it were behind +smoked glass. The old man looked at the barometer, and decided that we +were in for a gale of wind. So he had the ship made snug under +close-reefed main-topsail, a storm jib, and a rag of spanker. In those +clothes she was ready for anything that might come along. We lay there +rolling in that mad fashion until nearly midnight, and, boy as I was, I +thought I should go insane with the deadly, inexorable, heartless +swaying of the helpless fabric. I don't believe any man except a +hardened old sailor—and not many of them—could keep this side of +lunacy if he were becalmed under an equatorial sun in a swell like that +for twenty-six hours.</p> + +<p>"However, it ended all of a sudden about midnight. I was in my bunk, but +I couldn't sleep because of the thumping of the cabin-doors on their +hinges. I heard a man come lumbering down to call the Captain, and I +slipped out of bed and into my clothes. I reached the deck in time to +see a sudden glitter of stars in the northwestern horizon, and to feel a +splash of cold wind on my cheek. The next instant the whole air above me +was filled with a series of wild yells, as if a million souls were in +agony. The gale had struck us, and for an instant I felt as if my breath +were driven back into my lungs, so great was the pressure of the wind in +my face. The ship heeled over till her lee scuppers ran two feet deep in +bubbling water.</p> + +<p>"'Down with your helm! Hard down!' shouted the Captain.</p> + +<p>"Slowly the vessel's head came up, and she righted herself. She was now +close-hauled, and she began to thresh out to windward with a fearful +bellowing of the wind out of the straining main-topsail. There was no +sea yet; on the contrary, the terrific force of the wind cut down the +great swells, and blew the ocean out flat in a sheet of ghostly foam. +But that did not last long. The sea began to run, and the <i>Ellen Burgee</i> +began to rear and plunge over the ragged crests, and to thunder down +into the black hollows that looked like clefts extending to the bottom +of the ocean. At daybreak a mad, a crazy sea presented itself to the +sight. The effect of the gale blowing at right angles to the original +swell was to pile up the billows in great writhing pyramidal masses. The +ship labored and groaned fearfully. Tons of water broke over the +forecastle deck, and the Captain was alarmed lest the deck seams should +open. At six bells in the morning watch the main-topsail blew out of the +bolt-ropes with a report like a gun's, and went swirling away into the +flying spoondrift down on our lee quarter. A stay-sail was set to do the +main-topsail's work, but nothing would prevent the ship from falling so +far off at times that the seas broke on her decks in masses. All day +long she was driven by the wind, and pounded by the seas. Our drift was +something frightful, but it was not much out of our course. At four +bells in the first watch, ten o'clock at night—but I forget you know +all the bells—the carpenter reported a foot of water in the hold. Then +began the heart-breaking business of working the pumps. All night long I +heard the weary clank, clank, under-running, as it were, the yelling of +the wind, the roaring of the sea, and the groaning of the stricken ship. +At daylight the gale broke, and a few hours later there was only a +gigantic swell to tell the story of the storm. But the <i>Ellen Burgee</i> +had received her death warrant. She was slowly filling under us in spite +of all that we could do. The Captain gave orders to prepare to abandon +ship. The crew was at work at this when a new idea seemed to strike the +skipper.</p> + +<p>"'We can't be many miles from St. Paul's Rocks,' he said; and he set to +work to make some calculations. The result was that a man was sent to +the masthead to look for the rocks, sail was made on the ship, and the +pumps were manned again. St. Paul's Rocks, you must know, are a small +cluster of rocky projections, rising at the highest point about sixty +feet above the sea. They are in latitude 56' N., longitude 29° 20' W., +and our old man figured that we weren't over fifteen miles away from +them. Half an hour later the masthead lookout sighted the rocks, and a +little later we sighted them from the decks.</p> + +<p>"'My idea is,' said the Captain to the mate, 'to run the ship on the +rocks. That will enable us to save all our dunnage and all the boats, +and give us a breathing-spell to decide what's the next best move.'</p> + +<p>"The mate agreed that it was a great scheme. The Captain went aloft to +pick out a place to run the ship ashore. He found a good spot where her +bow would wedge up on the rocks, so that she would not slip off and +sink, and he headed her for it. She struck pretty hard, and the +foretop-gallant-mast went by the board, taking the flying jib-boom along +with it; but we did not mind that, for we found that the ship had taken +the ground for nearly half her length, and was in what you might call a +mighty comfortable berth for a sinking craft. Two of our boats were +smashed by the falling spars, but the long-boat was all right, and that +was what the Captain counted on to take us off the rocks.</p> + +<p>"Now the nearest land to St. Paul's Rocks is the north-eastern extremity +of Brazil, Cape St. Roque, and that's something over 500 good sea miles +away. I was only a small boy, but I had sense enough to know that a +voyage of that length in a ship's boat would be a desperate undertaking, +and even if successful, sure to embrace terrible hardship and exposure. +The Captain and the mate knew it, too, and they decided to remain right +where they were for a few days on the chance of sighting a passing ship. +That was a mighty poor chance, too, for very few vessels pass within +sighting distance of St. Paul's Rocks. The great circle track from +England to the Cape of Good Hope lies between fifty and sixty miles to +the westward of them, and vessels are more likely to deviate to the +westward of the track than to the eastward. Every sensible navigator +gives those rocks a wide berth, anyhow. It was when I heard the Captain +and the mate talking those matters over that I conceived my great +fire-balloon scheme. I didn't say a word, but fished out a lot of stout +wire that was aboard the ship, got my stock of tissue paper together, +and set about making one of the biggest fire-balloons on record. It was +a whopper, and no mistake, for, you see, I wanted it to have carrying +and travelling power. When I had it finished, I secured a stout bottle. +Then I wrote this brief and direct message on a piece of brown paper:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>"'The ship <i>Ellen Burgee</i> is on St. Paul's Rocks. All hands safe +and well, but would like to get away.'</p></div> + +<p>"I put that in the bottle and corked it up tight. Then with a stiff +piece of wire and a square of red bunting I made a flag, which I stuck +up on top of the cork. Next I made a wire bridle, and swung the bottle +below the neck of the balloon, so far down that the flag could not catch +fire. I ballasted the bottom of the bottle first, and experimented with +it so that it would float upright, even with the weight of wire hanging +to it. The Captain saw me at work, and said,</p> + +<p>"'What are you up to, Elias?'</p> + +<p>"'Oh,' I said, 'I'm getting up a balloon ascension to kill time.'<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_627" id="Page_627">[Pg 627]</a></span></p> + +<p>"That night, as luck would have it, there was a nice gentle +southeasterly breeze, and I made ready to send up my balloon. The +Captain and the crew gathered around me and chaffed me a little, but I +didn't mind that.</p> + +<p>"'What's the bottle for?' asked the mate.</p> + +<p>"'Just for a sort of ballast,' I answered.</p> + +<p>"'What do you have the flag for?' asked one of the men.</p> + +<p>"'Oh, for instance,' I answered, in school-boy fashion.</p> + +<p>"I now lighted the flare in the neck of my balloon, and had the pleasure +of seeing my contrivance slowly but surely inflated with the heated air. +In good time it was ready to rise, and as I released it, to my intense +satisfaction it gently rose toward the sky, carrying the bottle with it.</p> + +<p>"'Hooray for the Fourth o' July!' cried one of the sailors, and the crew +gave three hearty cheers.</p> + +<p>"Then they all stood about, watching it as it soared away into the +nor'west like a comet.</p> + +<p>"'If some ship sights that thing,' said one old fellow, 'she'll think a +picnic has got lost.'</p> + +<p>"'By the great hook block!' exclaimed the mate, 'maybe they'll hunt +around and find us.'</p> + +<p>"'If that should happen,' said the Captain, 'it would turn out that your +sport paid, Elias.'</p> + +<p>"'Yes, sir,' said I, smiling, and rubbing my hands behind my back.</p> + +<p>"Well, we're pretty near the end of this yarn now, gentlemen. I watched +that fire-balloon till it faded out of sight in the nor'west, and then I +turned in and dreamed all night about ships picking up bottles with +messages in them, and saving shipwrecked crews. And the next day I did +nothing but go aloft and look for a sail, but not one hove in sight. The +following day I did the same thing, and that night I think I cried a +little because no vessel appeared. On the third day I didn't go aloft +till after breakfast, and then I nearly burst my lungs screaming, 'Sail +ho!' Sure enough, there was a vessel about twenty miles off to the +nor'west. The Captain had a big fire started on the rocks, and sent a +good column of smoke into the air. The vessel rose, and in a couple of +hours we saw plainly that she was heading right for us. Maybe we didn't +all dance for joy! In another hour she hove to abreast of the rocks and +sent a boat. The officer in charge of it stepped out, and holding up my +bottle with a tangled mass of wire and pulp, said,</p> + +<p>"'How did you get this thing out there?'</p> + +<p>"'Out where?' demanded our Captain.</p> + +<p>"'We picked it up forty miles nor'west of you.'</p> + +<p>"'Hurrah for my fire-balloon!' I cried. 'And was the message all right?'</p> + +<p>"'Of course. Ain't we here?'</p> + +<p>"And he handed my message to our Captain, who threw his arms around me, +and exclaimed:</p> + +<p>"'You little angel! You'll be a sailor yourself some day.'</p> + +<p>"And sure enough," said Captain Elias Joyce, rising from the table, "he +told the living truth."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="THE_PUDDING_STICK" id="THE_PUDDING_STICK"></a> +<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="600" height="164" alt="THE PUDDING STICK" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>This Department is conducted in the interest of Girls and Young +Women, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question on +the subject so far as possible. Correspondents should address +Editor.</p></div> + +<p>If I were you I would make up my mind, once for all, never to talk about +ailments. A headache or neuralgia or a cough is hard enough to bear in +one's own case; there is no need of troubling other people about it. +Among so many girls there are no doubt those who are not always well, +and there may be some who have to suffer a great deal of pain, but the +pain must be kept in its place, which is in the background, not the +forefront of conversation.</p> + +<p>Talk always of pleasant things, if you can, and of what is interesting +to others rather than of what concerns yourself. The mistake often made +by invalids is that their world being narrowed by confinement to their +rooms or by the care their illness makes necessary, they fancy that +their aches and pains, the medicines they have to take, and the diet +they are obliged to be contented with are as important to other people +as to themselves. This is a point to guard against. Let nothing about +liniments and pills and prescriptions creep into your talk, for though +you are an invalid to-day, you expect to be well to-morrow or next week, +and illness is only temporary, while health is the rule, and the state +to look forward to with eagerness and hope.</p> + +<p>It is worth while for us all, even when suffering pain, to refrain from +frowning and wrinkling up our faces, and saying impatient words. Every +passing thought and feeling write themselves upon the countenance, and +the young girl is making day by day not only the woman she will be in +character later on, but the woman she will be in looks. Handsome or +plain, agreeable or the opposite, the woman of forty is dependent for +her looks on the girl of fourteen. You owe an amount of thought and +consideration to the woman you are going to be, and the friends who will +love her, and so you must not let needless lines and furrows come to +your pretty brows, but keep your foreheads smooth, and do not draw your +lips down at the corners, nor go about looking unhappy. It is possible, +even when bearing much pain, to wear a tranquil expression if one will, +but remember that the tranquil mind in the end can conquer pain.</p> + +<p>Crossing town the other day in haste to catch a train, the horse-car was +three times blocked by great vans which stood upon the track. The +van-drivers appeared to be unloading their goods in a very leisurely +manner; to us in the car, with the precious minutes slipping away like +grains of sand in the hour-glass, they seemed exceedingly slow and +unhurried. I looked about on my fellow-passengers. Some had flushed and +angry faces, some could not sit still, but tapped the floor with their +feet, and uttered exclamations, and looked at their watches. One or two +stepped out with their bags and walked hastily onward. But a dear old +lady in the corner of the car was a pattern of sweetness and amiability, +and I heard her observe to her neighbor, "We will probably lose our +train, but at this time of the day there are trains every half-hour, and +it's never well to be put out by little accidents of this sort." She had +the right philosophy.</p> + +<p>Through life when little things go wrong it will be wise to accept the +situation without fretting, and by maintaining composure, you will often +be able to set them right again.</p> + +<p>Mina K. asks whether it is proper to allow a friend whom she happens to +meet in a public conveyance to pay her car fare and ferriage. As a rule +it is not proper. The meeting is an incident, and does not affect the +relative positions of either friend. Each should pay for herself, +precisely as if she had not met the other. Of course, this rule is +equally and perhaps more imperative when a girl happens to meet a man +whom she knows, her friend or her brother's chum. He should not offer to +pay for her, nor should she accept the offer if he make it. The only +exceptions to this rule are such as commonsense indicate. A girl will +not make a fuss nor quarrel about a matter of five cents with an elderly +acquaintance, who might easily be her father or mother. Generally +speaking, however, each person pays her own way, except when in company +with others by invitation, and where she is the guest of her +entertainer, who does not permit her to be at expense when sight-seeing +or jaunting about.</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_628" id="Page_628">[Pg 628]</a></span></p><div class="figright" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="300" height="72" alt="Signature" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="GREAT_STATE_PAPERS" id="GREAT_STATE_PAPERS"></a>GREAT STATE PAPERS.</h2> + +<h3>OUR LAWS AND PROCLAMATIONS.</h3> + +<h3>BY HENRY CLEMENT HOLMES.</h3> + +<p>"Father," said my fourteen-year-old son, "Ted Nichols declared to-day +that he had the Wilson tariff bill in his pocket. He said Mr. Wilson +gave it to him to take to Ted's father, who is also from West Virginia, +you know, to read, and say what he thought of it."</p> + +<p>My son's tone had in it both incredulity and interest, and so I replied:</p> + +<p>"I thought you had lived long enough in Washington not to be surprised +at anything. Did not Senator Maybee read his speech to us the other +evening, before he had delivered it in the Senate? And did we not, in +the corridor of the State Department, recently meet the original +Constitution of the United States coming down the granite staircase +three steps at a bound? You and I helped pick up the bits of glass from +the broken frame, which our friend Cochrane had dropped, greatly to his +alarm, in carrying it from a closet to the library.</p> + +<p>"It would be quite possible for Ted Nichols, or any other lad, to have +the Wilson tariff bill in his pocket, provided he took it at the right +time. If Mr. Wilson should give it to you to carry to your father for +examination, while your father's opinion was wanted regarding a proposed +change, you could readily carry it in your empty lunch-basket. But if he +waited until his bill became a law, you would need to be pretty big and +pretty strong to carry it far.</p> + +<p>"The Wilson, McKinley, and all tariff bills, the silver bill, on the +authority of which the silver dollar in your pocket was coined, the +anti-Chinese, and all similar laws of the United States, have, in their +early stages, half a dozen different forms, but when engrossed and +signed they have one unchangeable form that has obtained ever since the +first law was passed by the First Congress.</p> + +<p>"I remember having seen in one of your Round Table puzzles a question +about the 'Father of the Greenback.' The first draught of the law, which +gave Mr. Chase this nickname, was written by Congressman Spalding, of +the Buffalo, New York, district, on both sides of four sheets of common +legal cap paper. Mr. Chase then made some changes in it, using red ink. +President Lincoln suggested some additional changes, making his notes on +a slip of paper, which he pinned to one of the sheets.</p> + +<p>"But that was before the day of type-writing machines. Nowadays first +draughts of most bills are prepared on type-writers. In this form a bill +is introduced into Congress, read by the clerk by title, a number is +given to it, and it is referred to the committee having in charge the +business to which it relates. Once in committee, it is ordered printed, +and the first draught, often bearing the compositor's marks, may be +returned to the author of the measure as a souvenir. At least the first +draught of the legal-tender act, bearing Mr. Chase's and Mr. Lincoln's +suggestions about changes, was returned to Mr. Spalding, and by him +kindly shown to me.</p> + +<p>"Great measures, such as the Wilson, the McKinley, and the seigniorage +bills, are changed many times before they are passed by Congress, and +each change means new printed copies. Some of these copies are printed +on paper about the size of a <span class="smcap">Harper's Round Table</span> leaf. The type is very +large, and the lines are very wide apart and numbered. Other printed +copies are in the form of a pamphlet, in order that they may be mailed +to friends of the member whose measure it is, and to men whose business +is likely to be affected.</p> + +<p>"Only a very small fraction of the bills that reach the pamphlet stage +are ever finally passed and become laws. But even this small fraction is +large enough to fill many shelves in the State Department, where +originals of all laws are kept. The originals are engrossed on parchment +that is fourteen by nineteen inches in size, and bound into book form. +The penmanship is coarse, but very regular, and all of the signatures +are originals, not copies, because this form of the law is the one that +all copies must conform to—the one that the President of the United +States is sworn to execute."</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="500" height="321" alt="THE "SHERMAN" SILVER LAW—TITLE PAGE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE "SHERMAN" SILVER LAW—TITLE PAGE.</span> +</div> + +<p>"But let me tell you just how the Sherman silver-purchase law looks. You +remember this law. Or at least you recollect how Congress sat in extra +session for several months of 1893 in order to repeal one clause of it. +At the top of the large parchment sheet there is a printed heading:</p> + +<h4>"'FIFTY-FIRST CONGRESS OF THE UNITED STATES,</h4> + +<h4>AT ITS FIRST SESSION,</h4> + +<h4>Begun and Held in the City of Washington,' etc.</h4> + +<p>"In the middle of the line are these words,</p> + +<h4>"AN ACT.</h4> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_629" id="Page_629">[Pg 629]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Immediately thereafter follows the writing, which extends in a single +line across the entire page. It describes the bill thus, 'Directing the +purchase of silver bullion, and the issue of Treasury notes thereon, and +for other purposes.' There is a space, and then follows the enacting +clause, 'Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representatives,' etc. +The text of the law, written in this large hand, fills two and a half +pages, the right-hand page containing the text, and the left-hand page +being blank. Around the edge of both written and unwritten pages is a +pale red line or border rule.</p> + +<p>"At the head of the first sheet, and written over the printed title, +appears the name 'Kennedy,' carelessly written with a blue pencil, and +the initials 'C. B. F.' scrawled across the top in red. These are the +attests of the Representative and Senator, respectively, who examined +this engrossed copy of the law before it had been sent to the President +for his signature, to make certain that the engrossing clerk had +committed no errors, and that this original was the same as the form +that passed Congress."</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="500" height="318" alt="THE "SHERMAN" SILVER LAW—LAST PAGE WITH SIGNATURES." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE "SHERMAN" SILVER LAW—LAST PAGE WITH SIGNATURES.</span> +</div> + +<p>"At about the middle of the third page are the signatures of the +presiding officers of the Senate and House. Vice-President Morton did +not sign the original Sherman silver-purchase law on behalf of the +Senate, but Speaker Reed did on behalf of the House. Senator Ingalls, as +President <i>pro. tem.</i> of the Senate, signed on behalf of that body, and +when he had affixed his name he thoughtfully noted in the margin the +hour of the day—'12.37 <span class="smcap">p.m.</span>' The signature of President Harrison comes +last, and is at the lower left-hand side of the paper."</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_010.jpg" width="500" height="265" alt="THE "McKINLEY" TARIFF LAW—TITLE PAGE" title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE "McKINLEY" TARIFF LAW—TITLE PAGE</span> +</div> + +<p>"The original McKinley tariff law is written on parchment similar to +that of the Sherman law, and like it, it is bound into a big book that +contains the original documents of many other laws. It fills sixty-three +of these large parchment sheets, and the engrossing of it was done by +three different clerks. The title of the bill is, 'An Act to Reduce the +Revenues and to Equalize Duties.' It is attested in the same manner as +the Sherman law, and signed by Speaker Reed, Vice-President Morton, and +President Harrison. The Wilson bill, which supplants the McKinley bill, +fills about as many pages of the heavy unruled parchment, which, +by-the-way, we send to England to buy. The Wilson bill mentions almost +every article of commerce that one can think of, grouping similar things +into paragraphs, and naming the duties that shall be paid upon each. +There is a long list of articles on which there is no duty."</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="500" height="270" alt="THE "McKINLEY" TARIFF LAW—LAST PAGE WITH SIGNATURES." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE "McKINLEY" TARIFF LAW—LAST PAGE WITH SIGNATURES.</span> +</div> + +<p>"Proclamations by the President of the United States have maintained one +form since the foundation of the government. The original Emancipation +Proclamation issued by President Lincoln is written upon very heavy +white unruled paper that is folded once. The fold is at the left, like a +sheet of four-paged letter-paper, and each page is ten by fourteen +inches in size. It begins, as do all Presidential proclamations, 'By the +President of the United States of America—A Proclamation.'</p> + +<p>"The first line is written with a pen in a bold hand, and the words, 'A +Proclamation,' form a line of themselves—printing characters, although +executed with a pen. It proclaims that on a certain date, and under +certain conditions, a race is free from bondage, but it nowhere calls +itself an 'Emancipation Proclamation.' That is a popular name given to +this, one of the most famous of state papers. The text is in the +hand-writing of Secretary Seward—a hand that was strikingly like that +of Mr. Lincoln.</p> + +<p>"Thanksgiving proclamations, which you see reprinted in the newspapers, +are prepared in the same form. The one issued by President Cleveland +last autumn fills only two pages.</p> + +<p>"Our reciprocity treaty with the Brazil Republic is similar to other +treaties, with original and exchange copies, and is written in English +and Spanish. The document proclaiming it begins by quoting from the +McKinley law, by which it is authorized, and recites that we, having +agreed to let in free of duty sugar, coffee, molasses, and hides from +Brazil, are entitled to send to Brazil, and have admitted to that +country free of duty, a long line of products of the United States.</p> + +<p>"At the bottom of the third page—proclamations, unlike laws, are +written on both sides of the paper—is the Great Seal of the United +States, and near this seal is the signature of President Harrison, +preceded by the words, 'By the President.' At the left, and just beneath +the great seal, is the signature of the Secretary of State, James G. +Blaine.</p> + +<p>"Mr. Blaine's writing, like Mr. Cleveland's, was small, regular, and +easily mistaken for a feminine one. His signature to this reciprocity +proclamation is so small and effeminate that it does not seem to stand +for the stalwart man who wrote it. Even less does President Cleveland's +womanlike signature hint the giant in stature that he is."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_630" id="Page_630">[Pg 630]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="STAMPS" id="STAMPS"></a> +<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="600" height="200" alt="STAMPS" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>This department is conducted in the Interest of Stamp and Coin +Collectors, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question +on these subjects so far as possible. Correspondents should +address Editor Stamp Department.</p></div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 117px;"> +<img src="images/ill_013.jpg" width="117" height="400" alt="Perforation sizes are determined by the number of holes +contained in the space between the two vertical white lines." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Perforation sizes are determined by the number of holes +contained in the space between the two vertical white lines.</span> +</div> + +<p>Last week we printed an illustration of the different kinds of +perforations. This week we illustrate the scale of regular perforations. +If you will look at your U. S. stamps of the 1857 issue you will see +that the scale is "perforated 15." The Baden stamps of 1864 are +"perforated 10." To find the scale take the stamp and lay it face +downward on the scale, and when the perforations on the stamp correspond +exactly to those on the scale you have the required scale of +perforations. Take the common 2c. of the current U. S. issue, lay it on +the line of dots marked 12 on the scale, and you will find it just fits. +By moving the stamp just one-half the distance between two dots, and +placing the stamp just a little below the row of white dots, you will +get a series of black circles, the top of which is made by the row of +white dots on the scale, and the bottom by the row of perforations on +the stamp. This is a very important matter, as a stamp perforated 12-1/2 +may be very common and cost little, while the same stamp perforated 15 +may be a very rare and a very valuable stamp. All U.S. stamps since 1861 +are perforated. One of the chief merits of stamp-collecting is that it +strengthens the powers of observation in so many different directions.</p> + +<p>Copies of the "Bismarck celebration postal-card" are now on sale with +the dealers. There are a number of varieties, some printed in tint, +others in three or four colors. It has not been established whether +these cards were good for postage without any stamp being affixed or +not.</p> + +<p>The orange special delivery stamp will probably be the most valuable of +this class, as it was in circulation a short time only. Some of the +previous issues can still be had at the smaller post-offices.</p> + +<p>It is rumored that the $1 black of the current issue will soon be +printed in another color. Collectors should secure it now.</p> + +<p>The eight-cent current issue it is said will soon be issued with the +"white line" triangles.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p><span class="smcap">Melbourne S. Mayer</span>.—The stamp you have is probably one of the +first lot printed under the present contract. Most collectors +consider it a distinct variety.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Amy Lincoln</span>.—You probably have the 3c. rose of 1861. The pink is +very rare, and of a peculiar shade on a bluish ground.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Henry L. Watson</span>.—The Tuscany stamps are worth 30c. for the one +crazie, 12c. for the two crazie, 15c. for the six crazie. The San +Marino stamps are worth 25c. and 50c. respectively. If used on the +original envelope probably twice as much.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Gardner B. Weeks</span>.—Postal-cards are collected entire only. Cut +copes have no value.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">E. G.</span>—I have never seen the 3c. embossed stamp mentioned by you. +Probably it is blurred in printing. The German stamp is a local, +the Italian a revenue.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">J. S. Green</span>.—There are two kinds of 10c. Confederate blue which +are very common. Stamp dealers sell them at 10c. and 25c. +respectively.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">A. Grant</span>.—As the date cannot be seen on the coin it has no value +for collection purposes.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">J. G. W.</span>—There is no 25c. Columbian. The stamp you mention is +twenty-five centavos Venezuela, which looks just like the +Columbian issues.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Lawrence</span>.—Blood's Despatch, gold, is worth from $2 to $3 if on +the original letter. Bouton's Rough and Ready is quoted from $5 to +$25 if on original envelope. Boyd's have been reprinted and +affixed to old letters so much that genuine copies have suffered +in value.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">D. McKillop</span>.—The 10c. green U. S. 1861 is worth 6c., the 6c. +Lincoln 2c., the one shilling English 15c., the threepenny English +1c.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 32em;"><span class="smcap">Philatus</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_OLD_STAGE-COACH" id="THE_OLD_STAGE-COACH"></a>THE OLD STAGE-COACH.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Dingy and old and worn,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Battered and scratched and torn,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Flapping in every sudden gust</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Doors that creaked with their ancient rust,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">So it stood in the Burbank shed—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">One hundred and ten years old, they said—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">When I was a lad, and used to play</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"Driving stage," at the close of day.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Never an inch did the old wheels stir;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Rusted fast at the hubs they were.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Yet how strong were my steeds, and fleet,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Streaming out 'neath the driver's seat!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Over what hills and plains I sped,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Rocking there in the Burbank shed!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;"><i>Crack!</i> and the leaders sprang away;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Satin-sheened in their coats of bay,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Six broad backs at the driver's feet,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Surging into the village street.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Oh, it was grand! What a race we led!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Though the stage stood still in the Burbank shed.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Ah! the fright of a certain day,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Just at dusk, in the month of May,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">When I climbed to the creaking door—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Bolder, surely, than e'er before—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Crying, "Out here, you ghosts—be quick!"</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">And struck the seat with resounding stick.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Ha! with a din that would wake the dead</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Straight there sprang at my shrinking head</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Something winged and as white as snow!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Down I sank in a heap below,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">While with cackle of loud reproach</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Flew a <i>hen</i> from the old stage-coach,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Leaving there on the tattered seat</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Something fit for a king to eat!</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Long ago to the junkman's store</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Last of the old stage-coach they bore;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Bolt and axle and rusty tire</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">All were mixed in the forge's fire.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">But I can see it in tattered state</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Waiting yet for its ghostly freight:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Powdered sirs with their shovel-hats,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Stately dames with their cloaks and mats;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">While to the box, with a shivering joy,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Climbs a rosy-faced country boy!</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Oh, the charm of the Long Ago,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Youth's Valhalla, and Fancy's glow</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Lighting many a dim old page</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">With such a relic as Burbank's stage!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Just for a glimpse of its chrome and red,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Fading there in the ruined shed!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Just for an hour of the rare old play,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"Driving stage" at the close of day!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">What are all one may say or do</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">To what he <i>dreams</i> when his life is new?</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 32em;"><span class="smcap">James Buckham</span>.</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_631" id="Page_631">[Pg 631]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_PROPER_USE_OF_A_SHOT-GUN" id="THE_PROPER_USE_OF_A_SHOT-GUN"></a>THE PROPER USE OF A SHOT-GUN.</h2> + +<p>Though shooting, like many other sports, can be a very dangerous +amusement for boys—and men, too, for that matter—there is no reason +why boys as well as men should not learn how to use a gun, and get much +amusement and benefit out of hunting. It is all a question of learning +what the dangers of gunning are, and learning how to avoid them. Fire is +a dangerous thing in its way, and yet we all have fires. Gunning is no +more dangerous, if carefully taken up, and a boy of fifteen or sixteen +is quite old enough to learn what the dangers of a shot-gun are, to +respect them and avoid them. Naturally any parent, especially one who +knows nothing about rifles or shot-guns himself, is very chary about +letting his son go off alone with one on his shoulder, and it is quite +as natural for his mother to think she has seen the last of her boy as +he disappears in the woods on his first sporting expedition. But there +is really no other reason for this than that boys are naturally +careless, and guns can be dangerous and deadly if treated in a careless +manner.</p> + +<p>The whole secret of shooting and the use of fire-arms can be stated in a +few words: <i>Never, under any circumstances, point a gun at any one, +whether loaded or not, whither in pieces or ready for use.</i> If it is +never pointed at any one, it cannot very well kill or wound any one. In +like manner you can never succeed in shooting yourself unless you have +already pointed the muzzle at yourself. I have seen many a crack shot +and old-time sportsman shudder as he saw a green hand hold up the +detached barrel of a shot-gun while cleaning it, and point it at some +one. Of course the two steel barrels could not possibly "go off" by +themselves, with no butt and no cartridges, and the sportsman shudders +only because he dreads the greenhorn who, even under such circumstances, +allows himself to get into the habit of putting up the muzzles in such a +position. If he does it at home while cleaning the barrels, he may do it +out in the woods some day when the barrel is attached to the stock, and +perhaps loaded with cartridges, and then there may really be danger for +any one who is near by.</p> + +<p>The only accidents that can occur if the muzzle is never pointed at any +one are, first, the bursting of the gun itself, which is unlikely, +unless the piece is badly made, cheap, or very old; and secondly, the +presence of some one in the woods who is not within the cognizance of +the sportsman. As I say, the first is uncommon nowadays with the +carefully made breech-loading guns. The second never occurs if the +sportsman invariably keeps his muzzle pointed toward the earth, about +five feet or less in advance of him, and if, when he does fire, he makes +sure what he is firing at and where his shot is likely to go after +firing.</p> + +<p>A good sportsman is familiar with his piece, and brave enough to be +afraid of it. From the time he takes it out of the case the muzzle of +the barrels is on his mind until he has taken it to pieces, cleaned it, +and put it away in his case. When he starts out in the morning, he takes +out the barrels, and pointing them towards the earth as he holds them in +his left hand, he springs the stock into its place with his right. Then +having fixed on the little piece of wood which clinches the two parts +together, he passes his right arm around the barrels, so that as he +carries it the stock points up and behind him at an angle of about +forty-five degrees, and the barrels point down toward the earth at a +similar angle in front of him. Around his waist or in his pockets he +carries cartridges. No charge goes into his gun until he has not only +left the house but actually arrived on the grounds where he expects to +find game. If he has to drive to the proper woods or the shooting-stands +or blinds, he places the piece in the bottom of the wagon, pointing out +towards the rear, never once allowing it to point towards himself or any +one else who may be standing by. If he is near enough to the woods or +shore to walk he carries the gun as described, unloaded, until he +reaches the proper place. When climbing over fences, whether with +cartridges in place or not, he places the gun under the fence flat on +the ground, climbs over or under, and then picks it up from the other +side. Resting a shooting-piece against a fence or wall in an upright +position shows the greenhorn or the careless and therefore poor +sportsman. The fence may be rickety, or the stones on the wall easily +detached. In either case it only takes a little jarring to cause the +shot-gun to slide one way or the other and fall to the ground, and in +doing so it may very easily go off. If it is unloaded this would, of +course, do no harm. But if it is never allowed to get into the position +where it may so slide, it certainly can never go off, loaded or +unloaded. In other words, form the habit of never giving a gun the +chance of sliding or going off, and then you can never have an accident. +This is not a sign of timidity, and you would soon realize it if you +could see how carefully some famous old sportsman who is a friend of +your father's handles his firing-piece.</p> + +<p>On arriving finally at the particular woods you have planned to cover, +or the "blinds" which you are going to lie in, put in the charges, and +then all is ready for the sport.</p> + +<p>Most of the danger after this stage of the proceedings has been reached +is again only through carelessness or excitement over the sport, which +is only another word for carelessness. For example, you are in the woods +and a bird flies out among the branches. In your excitement at the +sudden flush of the partridge you throw up your gun and "blaze away," +forgetting that the other man with you is just ahead. That is rank +carelessness. For no two sportsmen ever lose track of each other. If +they happen to be out of sight of each other, and within range, they +keep up a constant conversation, or call to each other continually, so +that from moment to moment each knows where the other is. Again, when +two men are standing close beside each other and a covey jumps up under +their guns, there has to be a quick swing to right or left. Usually, +under these circumstances, the man on the right takes the right-hand +shot, and the one on the left takes the left-hand shot. If the +right-hand man swings to the left he may very easily bring his friend in +the line of his muzzle.</p> + +<p>As regards the half and full cock of the hammers, there is one safe rule +to follow. When on the actual ground, and following dogs on the scent or +pointing, the gun must, of course, be at full cock. But whenever a fence +is to be climbed, or a bad bit of close underbrush broken through, the +hammers should be dropped carefully to half cock, or, if the gun is +hammerless, the half-cock trigger should be sprung.</p> + +<p>In all this the important point is that every man or boy, while carrying +a shooting-piece, should have his mind on what he is doing, and should +never for a moment lose his head. It is far better to lose a shot than +to hit a friend or take the slightest chance of hitting him. On the +other hand, if a boy thinks the matter over and follows out these rules, +there is not the least danger in his owning and using a shot-gun, and +the amount of exercise to both brain and body which he can get out of it +is astonishing. When you begin you need your father's advice as to the +proper way of holding the gun, taking aim, and bringing down the game. +But after that nothing is necessary but your own coolness, presence of +mind, and care.</p> + +<p>The butt should come up quickly and firmly to the shoulder, resting +against the shoulder itself rather than the biceps or top of the arm, +and you should acquire the habit, which can only come with practice, of +getting it up quickly, steadily, and firmly the first time in the right +place. Otherwise the "kicking" may be severe and painful. The aim should +be taken with both eyes open, though the right eye does the aiming. The +objection to sighting with the left eye closed is that the operation of +closing the left-eye always half closes the right, and hence makes your +sight a little less distinct and somewhat unnatural. This sighting with +both eyes open is a little bewildering at first, but it soon becomes +natural, and the whole operation then becomes a kind of second nature. +For quick wood shots, the left hand should hold the barrels some +distance out towards the muzzle, the left arm being almost extended to +its full length, while the right arm is bent up short, the right elbow +stuck out in a nearly horizontal position to the cheek hugging the +stock. At the same time stand firmly on the feet, and do not, as many +older and supposedly better sometimes do, bend the knees just as you +fire.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_632" id="Page_632">[Pg 632]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 419px;"> +<img src="images/ill_014.jpg" width="419" height="600" alt="WHEN YOU FIRST BEGIN, YOU NEED YOUR FATHER'S ADVICE" title="" /> +<span class="caption">WHEN YOU FIRST BEGIN, YOU NEED YOUR FATHER'S ADVICE</span> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_633" id="Page_633">[Pg 633]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="INTERSCHOLASTIC_SPORT" id="INTERSCHOLASTIC_SPORT"></a> +<img src="images/ill_015.jpg" width="600" height="119" alt="INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>The squabble which has disgraced the close of the New York +Interscholastic baseball season was as undignified as it was +unnecessary, and it has surely brought no credit to the Harvard School +or to any of its athletic authorities. Knowing, as it seems they all +did, that Ehrich was absolutely and unequivocally disqualified from +competing in sports held under the rules of the N.Y.I.S.A.A., he was +nevertheless put in to catch in the most important game of the season. +Zizinia, the captain of the Harvard team, had been advised to substitute +Dillenback if Ehrich was protested on the field, but for some +unexplained reason, when De La Salle did protest him, he was +nevertheless allowed to play. This was a bit of gross misjudgment, to +say the least, and has resulted in Harvard losing the pennant, which +might have been won with Dillenback behind the bat. By pursuing this +course, Harvard School not only allowed an inferior team to represent +the N.Y.I.S.B.B. League at Eastern Park on June 8th, thus doing an +injustice to the entire association, but made itself liable to expulsion +and disgrace, which will probably only be avoided because of the +personal friendship of the League delegates for the Harvard +representatives. As for the unsportsmanlike spirit of the whole +performance, perhaps the less said about it the better.</p> + +<p>The De La Salle nine is, no doubt, inferior both in fielding and batting +qualities to the Harvard team, but I do not believe that the latter +would have made a much better showing against the strong men from Garden +City had they met them. These are baseball-players, and no mistake; and +they worked just as hard all through the game with De La Salle as if +they were not having a "merry-go-round," as their rooters constantly +exclaimed. It certainly was a merry-go-round, and all the mirth was on +the St. Paul side of the fence, for a poorer exhibition of +baseball-playing has doubtless seldom been seen at Eastern Park than the +game put up by the representatives of the New York Association. The +out-fielders could not judge the easiest of flies, and dropped almost +every ball that they did manage to get their hands on, and the +in-fielders were not much better. To any one who saw the game, or who +was acquainted with the record of the St. Paul nine, it was not +surprising that the Garden City players piled up thirty-five runs to +their opponents' one, or that they made twenty-six base hits, with six +home runs.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_016.jpg" width="500" height="370" alt="ST. PAUL'S, GARDEN CITY, BASEBALL NINE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Baker, Howard, Foster, Henderson, Goldsborough Robinson, Hill.<br /> +3d b. sub. 2d b. coach. r.f. sub. sub.<br /> +Hall, p. Lum, l.f. and capt. S. M. Starr, c. E. Starr, 1st b.<br /> +Mortimer, s.s. Flippen, c.f.<br /><br /> +ST. PAUL'S, GARDEN CITY, BASEBALL NINE.<br /> +Winners of the Inter-City Championship, Eastern Park, Brooklyn, June 8, 1895.</span> +</div> + +<p>The St. Paul nine have played thirteen games this season, and have not +suffered a single defeat. They have scored 179 runs to their opponents' +51; they have made 192 hits to their opponents' 69; and they have +committed only 54 errors to their opponents' 84. Their batting and +fielding averages reckon up as follows:</p> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='right'><b>Batting.</b></td><td align='right'><b>Fielding.</b></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Hall, p.</td><td align='right'>.407</td><td align='right'>.915</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>S. Starr, c.</td><td align='right'>.371</td><td align='right'>.937</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>E. Starr, 1 b.</td><td align='right'>.393</td><td align='right'>.948</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Foster, 2 b.</td><td align='right'>.375</td><td align='right'>.893</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Baker, 3 b.</td><td align='right'>.375</td><td align='right'>.714</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Mortimer, s. s.</td><td align='right'>.333</td><td align='right'>.709</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Lum, l. f.</td><td align='right'>.360</td><td align='right'>.923</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Flippen, c. f.</td><td align='right'>.339</td><td align='right'>.813</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Goldsborough, r. f.</td><td align='right'>.378</td><td align='right'>.900</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p>It is evident from the above that St. Paul had a hard-hitting team, and +I have no doubt the fielding averages—especially of Baker, Flippen, and +Foster—would have been higher if the men had tried to make records +rather than to accept every chance that came their way. Hall's pitching +throughout the season has been up to a high standard, and his fielding +has been excellent. In one game he had thirteen fielding chances, which +he accepted without making an error. Foster, too, has done well, and has +spoiled many an apparent base hit. Next year the managers of this nine +should seek games with stronger teams than can be found in either the +New York or the Long Island leagues. I should like to see them play +Andover or Lawrenceville. The latter claim they cannot find<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_634" id="Page_634">[Pg 634]</a></span> opponents +worthy of them outside the colleges. Perhaps Garden City can give them +good practice.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 498px;"> +<img src="images/ill_017.jpg" width="498" height="500" alt="OAKLAND HIGH-SCHOOL ATHLETIC TEAM" title="" /> +<span class="caption">OAKLAND HIGH-SCHOOL ATHLETIC TEAM,<br /><br /> +Champions of the Academic Athletic League of the Pacific Coast.</span> +</div> + +<p>The men shown in the picture of the Oakland High-School Athletic Team +are Cheek, Jackson, Jenks, Gooch, Hoffman, Guppy, Russ, McConnell, +Hanford, Rosborough, and Dawson. They won the championship of the A.A.L. +for the O.H.-S. at the last two field meetings—March 16th and May +4th—and most of them return to school next year. W. B. Jackson, the +mile runner, enters the University of California this fall, and if that +enterprising college sends a team to Mott Haven next spring, Jackson +will be one of its members, and he will push the Eastern cracks in the +mile run.</p> + +<h4>Connecticut H.-S.A.A. Games, Hartford, June 8, 1895.</h4> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><b>Event.</b></td><td align='left'><b>Winner.</b></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>100-yard dash</td><td align='left'>Conner, L.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>10-1/2</td><td align='left'>sec.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>220-yard run</td><td align='left'>Dyer, L.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>23-4/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>440-yard run</td><td align='left'>Foster, B.H.-S.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>53-1/2</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Half-mile run</td><td align='left'>Bassett, N.B.</td><td align='right'>2</td><td align='left'>m.</td><td align='right'>7-1/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Mile run</td><td align='left'>Buckingham, B.H.-S.</td><td align='right'>5</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>8-1/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Mile walk</td><td align='left'>Butler, H.</td><td align='right'>7</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>17-3/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>120-yard hurdle</td><td align='left'>Field, H.H.-S.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>17-4/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>220-yard hurdle</td><td align='left'>Field, H.H.-S.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>26-1/2</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Two-mile bicycle</td><td align='left'>Baker, L.</td><td align='right'>5</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>18-2/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Running high jump</td><td align='left'>Sturtevant, H.H.-S.</td><td align='right'>5</td><td align='left'>ft.</td><td align='right'>5</td><td align='left'>in.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Running broad jump</td><td align='left'>Conner, L.</td><td align='right'>20</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>7-1/4</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Pole vault</td><td align='left'>Sturtevant, H.H.-S.</td><td align='right'>9</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>8-1/2</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Throwing the hammer</td><td align='left'>Beck, H.</td><td align='right'>111</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>10</td><td align='left'>"<a name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Putting the shot</td><td align='left'>Beck, H.</td><td align='right'>36</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>8-1/2</td><td align='left'>"<a name="FNanchor_2_2" id="FNanchor_2_2"></a><a href="#Footnote_2_2" class="fnanchor">[2]</a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h4>Western Massachusetts I.S.A.A. Games,</h4> + +<h4>Amherst, June 8, 1895.</h4> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><b>Event.</b></td><td align='left'><b>Winner.</b></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>100-yard dash</td><td align='left'>Coit, H.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>10-4/5</td><td align='left'>sec.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>220-yard run</td><td align='left'>Coit, H.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>24-4/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>440-yard run</td><td align='left'>Perkins, C.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>57-2/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Half-mile run</td><td align='left'>Thayer, H.</td><td align='right'>2</td><td align='left'>m.</td><td align='right'>10-1/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Mile run</td><td align='left'>Thayer, H.</td><td align='right'>5</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>55</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Mile walk</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>120-yard hurdle</td><td align='left'>Phillips, M.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>16-3/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>220-yard hurdle</td><td align='left'>Phillips, M.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>29-4/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Two-mile bicycle</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Running high jump</td><td align='left'>Chism, M.</td><td align='right'>5</td><td align='left'>ft.</td><td align='right'>4-3/4</td><td align='left'>in.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Running broad jump</td><td align='left'>Gladwin, W.</td><td align='right'>19</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>3</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Pole vault</td><td align='left'>Scott, W.</td><td align='right'>10</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>1-1/2</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Throwing the hammer</td><td align='left'>Chism, M.</td><td align='right'>94</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>8</td><td align='left'>"<a name="FNanchor_3_3" id="FNanchor_3_3"></a><a href="#Footnote_3_3" class="fnanchor">[3]</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Putting the shot</td><td align='left'>Austin, M.</td><td align='right'>32</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>3</td><td align='left'>"<a name="FNanchor_4_4" id="FNanchor_4_4"></a><a href="#Footnote_4_4" class="fnanchor">[4]</a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h4>Dual Games between Phillips Andover and</h4> + +<h4>Worcester Academies, Worcester, June 8, 1895.</h4> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><b>Event.</b></td><td align='left'><b>Winner.</b></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>100-yard dash</td><td align='left'>Sargent, W.A.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>11-1/5</td><td align='left'>sec.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>220-yard run</td><td align='left'>Barker, W.A.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>23-2/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>440-yard run</td><td align='left'>Fish, W.A.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>53-2/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Half-mile run</td><td align='left'>Laing, P.A.</td><td align='right'>2</td><td align='left'>m.</td><td align='right'>7</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Mile run</td><td align='left'>Laing, P.A.</td><td align='right'>4</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>47-4/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Mile walk</td><td align='left'>Lockwood, W.A.</td><td align='right'>8</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>3</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>120-yard hurdle</td><td align='left'>Holt, P.A.</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='right'>18-3/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>220-yard hurdle</td><td align='left'>Barker, W.A.</td><td align='right'>28</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Two-mile bicycle</td><td align='left'>Campbell, W.A.</td><td align='right'>5</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>48-4/5</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Running high jump</td><td align='left'>Edmonds, W.A.</td><td align='right'>5</td><td align='left'>ft.</td><td align='right'>5</td><td align='left'>in.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Running broad jump</td><td align='left'>Williams, P.A.</td><td align='right'>19</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>2</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Pole vault</td><td align='left'>Johnson, W.A.</td><td align='right'>10</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>2-1/2</td><td align='left'>"</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Throwing the hammer</td><td align='left'>Holt, P.A.</td><td align='right'>104</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>3-1/2</td><td align='left'>"<a name="FNanchor_5_5" id="FNanchor_5_5"></a><a href="#Footnote_5_5" class="fnanchor">[5]</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Putting the shot</td><td align='left'>Holt, P.A.</td><td align='right'>33</td><td align='left'>"</td><td align='right'>6</td><td align='left'>"<a name="FNanchor_6_6" id="FNanchor_6_6"></a><a href="#Footnote_6_6" class="fnanchor">[6]</a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Abbreviations.—Connecticut H.-S.A.A.: L., Hotchkiss School, Lakeville; +H., Hillhouse High-School, New Haven; H.H.-S., Hartford High-School; +B.H.-S., Bridgeport High-School; H.C., Hartford Classical School; N.B., +New Britain High-School; B.M.T., Boardman Manual Training-School; B., +Bulkeley School, New London. Western Massachusetts I.S.A.A.: M., Monson; +H., Holyoke; W., Westfield; C., Chicopee; A., Amherst. Dual Games: P.A., +Phillip's Academy, Andover; W.A., Worcester Academy.</p></div> + +<p>A mere glance at the reports of the three interscholastic meets held in +New England a week ago Saturday will demonstrate that scholastic sports, +in spite of their prominence and excellence, are still in a suit of +"go-as-you-please" state of perfection. For instance, half the +associations use a 16-lb. hammer and a 16-lb. shot, whereas the other +half use 12-lb. weights. In some instances, such as at the +Worcester-Andover dual games, the contestants put a 16-lb. shot, but +threw a 12-lb. hammer. It is impossible to make a comparison of relative +efficiency under such conditions. Why is it not just as easy for all the +schools to use a 16-lb. hammer, and thus equalize things? Then they +could not only compare their own records, but they could see in what +relation they stand to college-men. The principal argument in favor of +the 12-lb. shot and hammer is that school-boys are not strong enough to +use the heavier weights. This does not seem to me to be a good argument, +because fully half the associations use the 16-lb. hammer and shot, and +there are no reports of resultant evil effects. Besides, a school +athlete who goes in for those events is usually a well-built and +muscular boy, who, if he is going to college will probably continue to +put the shot and throw the hammer. It is pure nonsense, therefore, for +him to become accustomed to lighter weights, for it will be like +beginning all over again for him when he enters college sports, and his +classmate who started with a 16-lb. hammer will have a considerable +advantage over him.</p> + +<p>For some time I have wanted to speak of this matter and of kindred +subjects, but as I have not space enough to go into it fully this week, +I shall only say a few more words to start those interested in it to +thinking. The kindred subjects are the other events on the scholastic +programmes. Why not have the card at school meetings identical with the +inter-collegiate programme? We all know that there are too many events, +anyhow, on both cards, and I am glad to hear that next year the colleges +will eliminate the mile walk and the bicycle race. The schools cannot do +better than follow this example, and those leagues which have throwing +the baseball, standing high jump, standing broad jump, and other +acrobatic feats on their lists will do well to start in on sweeping +reforms. There is nothing athletic about throwing the baseball, +especially, and it certainly is not a picturesque feature of any +meeting.</p> + +<p>Uniformity is a great thing in any branch of human endeavor, and the +sooner we can attain to it in interscholastic sport the farther advanced +we shall be. The formation of a general interscholastic league, such as +I spoke of last week, will be of great service in that very direction; +for the greater association would adopt a definite programme, and all of +the schools holding membership would have to accept it, and would no +doubt be delighted to do so. I am glad to say that the suggestion of +forming a general league has been favorably received by many enthusiasts +in interscholastic sport, and, so far as I know, has been unfavorably +commented on by no one. I have received, already, several letters +endorsing the scheme, and the only point so far on which my +correspondents differ is concerning the best place to hold the annual +meeting. Until representatives from all sections are heard from, +however, it will be impossible to say what the preponderance of opinion +really is. Mr. Evert Wendell is heartily in favor of the formation of a +joint league. In his letter he says that such a thing would increase the +interest in the subject everywhere, and would prove a great success.</p> + +<p>Continuing, he writes: "The only part of it of which I disapprove is the +holding of the meeting in a distinctly college town. The interests of so +widely representative an interscholastic meeting must be so diverse that +it would be unwise, for many reasons, to hold it in a town identified +only with one of them. New York would be the most central place for it, +and, to my mind, the most advisable choice. The best tracks are here, +the best-known officials are here, and the greatest number of spectators +would doubtless be gathered here. The Inter-collegiate Association has +chosen New York as the most central and representative place in which to +hold its annual meeting, and the localities of the various associations +which you propose to have constitute members of the new-school athletic +body would in general be drawn from about the same parts<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_635" id="Page_635">[Pg 635]</a></span> of the country +as the colleges in the other organization. So have the meeting, by all +means, but have it in New York."</p> + +<p>For the fifth time since 1889 the Hartford Public High-School won the +championship of the Connecticut High-School A.A. at the games held in +Charter Oak Park, Hartford, June 8th. They scored 38-1/3 points out of a +possible 112, their nearest rival, the Hotchkiss School of Lakeville, +being just ten points behind them. Some very good performances were +made, and eight records were broken, and if it had not been for a strong +wind blowing up the track the time in the sprints might in many cases +have been better. In spite of the breeze, however, the three trial heats +of the 100 were run in 10-4/5 sec., 10-3/5 sec., and 10-3/5 sec., +respectively, and the final was made by Conner in 10-1/2 sec. He ran a +strong race, finishing a yard ahead of Dyer, his school-mate, with +Davenport third. Ingraham, unfortunately, had to be put back a yard at +the line for a false start, and could not overcome the handicap. Dyer +turned the tables on Conner in the 220, finishing ahead of him. It was a +pretty race, all the contestants running in one heat, the track being +sixty yards wide. Luce proved a disappointment for the Hartford +High-School in the quarter by going to pieces in the last half of the +race after earning a good lead at the start. Consequently Foster passed +him, and took first easily in 53-1/2 sec. Luce has done better than 52 +in practice, and may learn from his experience of last week not to take +any chances with his diet on the eve of a race.</p> + +<p>The half-mile run was one of the most exciting events of the day. The +runners kept bunched at first, but soon Bassett, Kearney, and Lawrence +plunged ahead of the field, each one struggling for the lead. Bassett +and Lawrence ran almost abreast until within fifty yards of the finish, +when the latter was taken with a cramp in the leg, which forced him to +third place, behind Kearney, while Bassett crossed the line in 2 m. +7-1/5 sec. This time would certainly have been bettered but for +Lawrence's misfortune, for both he and the winner have done better in +practice. I was surprised at Chapman's defeat in the mile, for I think +he could have won if he had shown more "sand." He led until within sixty +yards of the finish, when Buckingham passed him. Then he gave up, and +straggled in second. The high hurdles made a pretty race for two +Hartford High-School men—Field and Cady. Field is a most graceful +runner, and he scraped the sticks in fine form, with Cady snapping along +barely a yard behind. The time was comparatively poor, but I dare say +this was largely due to Cady's weakness, he having dislocated his +shoulder a few weeks before the race. He is a brother of the Yale +sprinter, and from present appearances I believe he will do better than +his senior when he gets the advantage of college methods and training. +The improvement over his last year's style is marked. He came in third +in the low hurdles, with Field again in the lead.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 406px;"> +<img src="images/ill_018.jpg" width="406" height="500" alt="F. G. BECK, HILLHOUSE HIGH-SCHOOL, NEW HAVEN." title="" /> +<span class="caption">F. G. BECK, HILLHOUSE HIGH-SCHOOL, NEW HAVEN.</span> +</div> + +<p>The fifteen starters in the bicycle event kept well bunched until a +collision scattered the crowd and spoiled things for four of the riders. +The remainder bunched again and pedalled along pretty evenly, until +Steele, Rutz, and Baker forged ahead in the stretch and finished in that +order. The time, 5 min. 18-2/5 sec., is excellent. Another unusually +good performance at the Connecticut games was Butler's winning of the +walk in 7 min. 17-3/5 sec. He forged ahead at the start with such a +rapid gait that I felt certain he must give out before he could cover +half the distance, but he kept it up, and finished strong fully a +hundred yards ahead of Tichbourne. Sturtevant and Beck carried off the +honors in the field events, the former winning both the pole vault and +the high jump, breaking the record in each case. He is only seventeen +years old, but he is a promising man. He won the vault at 9 feet 6 +inches without ever touching the bar; then he had it raised to 9 feet +8-1/2 inches, and cleared it at the first trial. He could have gone +higher, but was reserving his force for the jumps. In the high, he +repeated his performance of the vault by winning first at 5 feet 4-1/2 +inches, then by having the bar raised to 5 feet 8 inches and clearing it +at the first attempt. In taking both the hammer and the shot Beck did +excellent work, as our table of records will show. Both weights were 16 +pounds, and I feel confident that he can make a better put in the shot +when not competing in so many events.</p> + +<p>It is to be regretted that the Springfield High-School decided not to +enter any team at the Western Massachusetts I.S.A.A. games, held on +Pratt Field. Amherst; but the meeting was most successful, and Monson +Academy again left the field a victor. The success of the Monson +athletes was entirely due to their careful training, and to the +systematic way and the earnestness with which the men went into every +event. I have heard many plaints to the effect that Monson's annual +victory in the shot and hammer was always due to the fact that her +representatives in these events were larger men than the other schools +could produce. That excuse cannot hold this year, for both O'Connor of +Holyoke H.-S., and Clark of Amherst H.-S., were giants alongside of +Austin, the Monson shot champion. Considering this was the Chicopee +High-School's first year in the association, her representatives did +remarkably well in spite of the fact that they finished fourth. Amherst +High made the lowest score, with only 6 points to her credit, while +Chicopee got 25, and Westfield, next ahead of Chicopee, only scored 27. +The winning score of Monson was 53 points.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 32em;"><span class="smcap">The Graduate</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Highest of all in Leavening Power.—Latest U. S. Gov't Report.</h2> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_019.jpg" width="300" height="94" alt="Royal Baking Powder" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p>The <i>Interscholastic Sport</i> Department of <span class="smcap">Harper's Round Table</span> will be +as full of matter interesting to its present readers during the summer +months as it is now. Many will go to distant summer resorts where there +may be no newsdealer. 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Story</span>, 26 Central St., +Boston, Mass.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_636" id="Page_636">[Pg 636]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="BICYCLING" id="BICYCLING"></a> +<img src="images/ill_022.jpg" width="600" height="139" alt="BICYCLING" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>This Department is conducted in the interest of Bicyclers, and the +Editor will be pleased to answer any question on the subject. Our +maps and tours contain much valuable data kindly supplied from the +official maps and road-books of the League of American Wheelmen. +Recognizing the value of the work being done by the L. A. W., the +Editor will be pleased to furnish subscribers with membership +blanks and information so far as possible.</p></div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 402px;"> +<img src="images/ill_023.jpg" width="402" height="1200" alt="Copyright, 1895, by Harper & Brothers." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Copyright, 1895, by Harper & Brothers.</span> +</div> + +<p>The only other really good ride on Long Island out of Brooklyn, besides +the one given in last week's issue to Babylon, is over the same route as +already described to Jamaica, and from thence as on the Babylon route, +on through Hollis and Holliswood Park. Just beyond Holliswood Park the +fork is reached whose right leads to Babylon, and whose left runs out +over the plank-road to Jericho, and thence up along the north shore of +Long Island. There are almost no hills along the entire route until the +rider gets up to the north shore at and beyond Huntington. On taking the +left fork, after passing Holliswood Park, the rider gets into Queens, +continues on through Floral Park, Hyde Park, and Mineola straight out to +Jericho, on a remarkably good road for Long Island, and a creditable +road for any country. Jericho is practically the end of this plank-road. +After leaving Jamaica and passing by the toll-gate, the rider may to +advantage take to the side paths, for these will give him considerable +help; but complaints against bicyclists have grown so numerous of late, +and there is so much danger that severe legislation will be pushed +against bicyclists, that every one is urged never to ride on side paths +or sidewalks within the limits of a village or a thickly populated town.</p> + +<p>There are several roads which may be taken out of Jericho. One of these +is to turn right from Jericho and go on southward to Hicksville (and +turn at the bottom of the hill), about a mile beyond, near the edge of +the plain. Take the left fork and continue on this until the railroad is +crossed. After crossing the railroad turn left and keep to this road +until the railroad is again crossed, when a turn to the right should be +made at the next fork, and the rider will soon run into Farmingdale. +Running through Farmingdale, and turning sharp to the right at the next +crossroads, the wheelman crosses the tracks and runs to the Holycross +Mission-House, two miles away, turns sharp to the right a little beyond, +and runs into Amityville, three miles further on. The road is good, and +the side paths may be taken here to advantage also. After leaving +Amityville, cross the railroad, and turn to the left to the shore road +on the south shore of Long Island. A turn to the left carries the rider +into Babylon, and he may here rest, and run back to Brooklyn by the +route described last week.</p> + +<p>Another run, and the one marked on the map accompanying the Department +this week, is to continue on from Jericho until the turning to the right +is reached, and then the wheelman can run up to the north shore, through +Huntington to Northport. There should be a turn made to the left at +Jericho, and, after a short distance, a turn to the right, thence +crossing the railroad track after passing Locust Grove and running into +Syosset. The road is somewhat hilly there, though not bad. On passing +the station the wheelman should turn right and take the next turn to the +left. It will bring him into Cold Spring. Turning right from here and +taking the main road he runs on three miles into Huntington over a +somewhat hilly road; thence the route is direct to Centreport and +Northport, a little over five miles further on, and the rider may then +keep on along the north shore as far as he likes. Huntington, however, +makes thirty three or four miles, which is enough for an ordinary +bicyclist, who would naturally return by train, or, if the return route +be made in the same day, sixty-five to seventy miles would be covered.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_637" id="Page_637">[Pg 637]</a></span></p> + +<p>If the return trip be made, it is possible to take a pleasant run out to +Glen Cove by keeping to the road after passing (going west) Cold Spring. +The run then will be through Laurelton, Oyster Bay, Bayville, Locust +Valley, into Glen Cove, and the road can then be followed without +difficulty. From Glen Cove it is somewhat hilly. There is a pretty run +through Greenville, Roslyn, back to plank road at Mineola. This return +detour adds three or four miles, but makes a variety in the road.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p><span class="smcap">Note</span>.—Map of New York city asphalted sheets in No. 809. Map of +route from New York to Tarrytown in No. 810. New York to Stamford, +Connecticut, in No. 811. New York to Staten Island in No. 812. New +Jersey from Hoboken to Pine Brook in No. 813. Brooklyn in No. 814. +Brooklyn to Babylon, 815.</p></div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="THE_CAMERA_CLUB" id="THE_CAMERA_CLUB"></a> +<img src="images/ill_024.jpg" width="600" height="193" alt="THE CAMERA CLUB" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Any questions in regard to photograph matters will be willingly +answered by the editor of this column, and we should be glad to +hear from any of our club who can make helpful suggestions.</p></div> + +<h3>PAPERS FOR BEGINNERS, No. 4.</h3> + +<h3>HOME-MADE APPARATUS.</h3> + +<h3>A DARK-ROOM LANTERN.</h3> + +<p>A wooden starch-box can be made into a good dark-room lantern with very +little trouble. Across the cover at each end nail a thin strip of wood +an inch wide. In the centre of the cover cut a hole 4 by 6 inches, and +over this paste two thicknesses of yellow post-office paper. The strips +of wood are to prevent the cover splitting. For the chimney, remove the +bottom from a round tin spice-box, and in one end of the box cut slashes +an inch in depth and half an inch apart. In one end of the wooden box +cut a hole into which this tin shall fit snugly. Slip it into the hole +as far as the slashes are cut in the tin, turn the piece of tin back +against the wood, and fasten them with small brads or tacks. For the +covering of the chimney, to prevent the escape of white light, take an +empty tin fruit or vegetable can—the cans used for corn are the best +size—cut slashes in the tin the same as in the small can, and above +these slashes for about two inches puncture the tin full of holes. Turn +back these pieces of tin at right angles, place it over the chimney, and +tack it in several places to the box. This arrangement will allow plenty +of air to enter for ventilation, but no white light will escape. For a +light get a small brass candlestick like those used for camping, and use +adamantine candles.</p> + +<h3>A NEGATIVE WASHING RACK.</h3> + +<p>If one has an old washboard half the work of making a negative rack is +already done. From the washboard cut two strips seven inches long and +three inches wide. The strips must be cut so that the corrugations go +across, instead of lengthwise, the strips. These two pieces are for the +sides of the rack. Now take four pieces of wood six inches long and +about an inch square, and nail a piece to the end of each strip so that +they project an inch beyond the strip at one edge and two inches the +other. Fasten these two side pieces together by nailing pieces of wood +from one of the ends of the projecting sticks to the one opposite, +allowing just space enough for a 4 by 5 plate to slip between the +corrugated zinc as they are turned in toward each other. On the bottom +nail a thin piece of board to the four pieces of wood on which the +plates may rest when in the rack. You thus have a skeleton box, grooved +on the inside, which can be filled with plates; and when necessary to +change the water the box can be lifted out of the pail without danger of +breaking the plates. A negative-box costs from $1.75 to $5.00, and this +negative-box costs but half an hour of time.</p> + +<h3>A HYPO-TRAY.</h3> + +<p>A tray for hypo may be made by lining a small wooden box with enamel +cloth. Have the cloth a little larger than the inside of the box; fit it +smoothly, and fold it at the corners, instead of cutting it; turn the +edges over and tack in a few places. The cloth for a box 8 by 10 costs +only five cents, and will last a long time if rinsed thoroughly each +time after using.</p> + +<h3>A PLATE-LIFTER.</h3> + +<p>To make a plate-lifter, take a stiff piece of wire, bend it exactly in +the centre, and twist the halves together so as to make a loop. Bend +over the ends of the wire a half-inch, bending them far enough to make a +sharp angle, and with the ends turned toward each other. The ends of the +wire should be a little less than four inches apart, so that when the +hooked ends are slipped over a 4 by 5 plate there will be enough tension +to hold the plate without slipping. This lifter is as useful as those +bought for fifteen or twenty-five cents, and costs nothing.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>ILL-TEMPERED BABIES</h3> + +<p>are not desirable in any home. Insufficient nourishment produces ill +temper. Guard against fretful children by feeding nutritious and +digestible food. The Gail Borden Eagle Brand Condensed Milk is the most +successful of all infant foods.—[<i>Adv.</i>]</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_025.jpg" width="300" height="197" alt="FULL OF SNAP" title="" /> +</div> + +<h4>Sparkle and vim.</h4> + +<h4>Full of good health.</h4> + +<h4>Full of everything good.</h4> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_026.jpg" width="300" height="162" alt="HIRES' Rootbeer" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>Every bottle of this great effervescent temperance beverage is a +sparkling, bubbling fountain of health—a source of pleasure, the means +of making you feel better and do better. You make it yourself right at +home. Get the genuine.</p> + +<p class="center">5 gallons cost but 25 cents.</p> + +<h4>THE CHAS. E. HIRES CO., Philadelphia.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>WALTER BAKER & CO.</h2> + +<h4>The Largest Manufacturers of</h4> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 99px;"> +<img src="images/ill_027.jpg" width="99" height="200" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h3>PURE, HIGH GRADE</h3> + +<h2><span class="smcap">Cocoas</span> and <span class="smcap">Chocolates</span></h2> + +<p class="center">On this Continent, have received</p> + +<h3>HIGHEST AWARDS</h3> + +<p class="center">from the great</p> + +<h3>Industrial and Food</h3> + +<h3>EXPOSITIONS</h3> + +<h3>IN EUROPE AND AMERICA.</h3> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p class="center">Caution: In view of the many imitations of the labels and wrappers on +our goods, consumers should make sure that our place of manufacture, +namely, <b>Dorchester, Mass.</b>, is printed on each package.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h4>SOLD BY GROCERS EVERYWHERE.</h4> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h4>WALTER BAKER & CO., DORCHESTER, MASS.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Corset</h2> + +<h2>Sense</h2> + +<p class="center">It's the business of the corset to fit—that's what it's for— Dr. +Warner's Corsets always do.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><b><span class="u">OFFICIAL ANNOUNCEMENT</span></b> of the award on</h2> + +<h2><b>GILLOTT'S PENS</b> at the <span class="smcap">Chicago Exposition</span>.</h2> + +<p><b>AWARD:</b> "For excellence of steel used in their manufacture, it being fine +grained and elastic; superior workmanship, especially shown by the +careful grinding which leaves the pens free from defects. The tempering +is excellent and the action of the finished pens perfect."</p> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='right'>(Signed)</td><td align='left'>FRANZ VOGT, <i>Individual Judge</i>.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>Approved:</td><td align='left'>{ H. I. KIMBALL, <i>Pres't Departmental Committee</i>.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'></td><td align='left'>{ JOHN BOYD THACHER, <i>Chairman Exec. Com. on Awards</i>.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Postage Stamps, &c.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100px;"> +<img src="images/ill_028.jpg" width="100" height="113" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center"><b>STAMPS!</b> <b>300</b> fine mixed Victoria, Cape of G. H., India, Japan, etc., with +fine Stamp Album, only <b>10c.</b> New 80-p. Price-list <b>free</b>. <i>Agents wanted</i> +at <b>50%</b> commission. STANDARD STAMP CO., 4 Nicholson Place, St. Louis, Mo. +Old U. S. and Confederate Stamps bought.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100px;"> +<img src="images/ill_029.jpg" width="100" height="69" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">100 all dif. Venezuela, Costa Rica, etc., only 10c.; 200 all dif. Hayti, +Hawaii, etc., only 50c. Ag'ts wanted at 50 per ct. com. List FREE!</p> + +<h4><b>C. A. Stegmann</b>, 2722 Eads Av., St. Louis, Mo.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><b>50</b> var., all dif., 5c.; 12 var. Heligoland, 15c.; 6 var. Italy, 1858 to +1862, 5c.; 3 var. Hanover, 5c.; 35 var. C. American, 50c. Agents wanted.</p> + +<h4>F. W. MILLER, 904 Olive St., St. Louis, Mo.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><b>5 VAR. FREE</b> to all sending for my approval sheets at 50% dis.</p> + +<h4><b>C. B. ANTISDALE, Palmyra, N. Y.</b></h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 192px;"> +<img src="images/ill_030.jpg" width="192" height="82" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">WONDER CABINET <b>FREE</b>. Missing Link Puzzle, Devil's Bottle. Pocket Camera. +Latest Wire Puzzle, Spook Photos, Book of Sleight of Hand, Total Value +60c. Sent free with immense catalogue of 1000 Bargains for 10c. for +postage.</p> + +<h4>INGERSOLL & BRO., 65 Cortlandt Street, N. Y.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_031.jpg" width="500" height="72" alt="If afflicted with SORE EYES USE Dr. ISAAC THOMPSON'S EYE WATER" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Harpers Catalogue,</h2> + +<p class="center">Thoroughly revised, classified, and indexed, will be sent by mail to any +address on receipt of ten cents.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_638" id="Page_638">[Pg 638]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>At Home at "Mona."</h2> + +<p>We reached our place, "Mona," about a month ago, coming over in our own +carriages. It's about sixty miles from "Round Hills," where we first +were. Two of my brothers rode over on their bicycles. There is a high +mountain, called Mount Diablo, five miles up and three down, that has to +be climbed and descended. There are two fair hotels on the road. Between +them is a small village, called Ewarton, where we passed the night.</p> + +<p>The scenery all along the road is lovely, and when you get in among the +mountains and drive along the banks of the Rio Cobra River, it is +superb! On all sides rise those great blue mountains, and the river +rushes and roars below them, and everything beautiful is there. The +railway runs beside the mountains, and after a little enters a tunnel +right through the heart of the biggest mountain. The sky is the +loveliest blue, and little white clouds float in it, big vultures sail +in it, and tall royal palms stand up against it and wave their great +fronds. Pretty soon you get out of all this and into a long, hot, dusty +road, the bushes on each side of which are so covered with dust that the +rain cannot clean them; so they remain dirty, and are not worth looking +at.</p> + +<p>The hotel in Spanish Town is one of the best in Jamaica—cool, with +large rooms and wide verandas. There is a garden in front of it with a +thick royal palm in the middle. Kingston City is the hottest place on +the island; but we are higher up, and that is much better, though in +summer it is none too cool. I should like correspondents of my own age, +seventeen, but foreign to the United States, and not boys.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 32em;"><span class="smcap">Gwendolen Hawthorne</span>.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 32em;"><span class="smcap">Mona, Kingston, Jamaica, B. W. I.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Those Funny Foxes.</h2> + +<p>Some time ago we offered a bound volume of a former year of this +periodical for the funniest picture or pictures of a fox. Permission was +given to take any sort of liberty with Sir Reynard, but the condition +was made that the drawing would reproduce for printing. About one +hundred members tried their hands, but almost all sent pencil sketches, +or those done on common paper in common ink. Such we could do nothing +with, though a few were quite funny. Here is the best—the prize-winning +drawing. The series was made by Beverly S. King.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;"> +<img src="images/ill_032.jpg" width="700" height="241" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Memorial Stones in the School Building.</h2> + +<p>Recently two Founders suggested that Chapters, classes, and individual +contributors give memorial stones for the Round Table School Building, +said stones to bear the names of the giver. The thought was to have as +many States represented as possible. Another Founder, fearing the cost +of transportation, and that so many different colors of stone as would, +of course, result, wrote to say that it might be better to have the +stones made at a quarry near Good Will.</p> + +<p>The suggestion is that any person, old or young, a Chapter, a class, or +a society of young persons, furnish these memorial stones made of the +uniform size of 20 inches long, 9-3/4 inches wide, and 9 inches thick; +they form the base-line on which the brick wall rests. They thus come a +few feet from the ground, where they may be easily read. Several +Chapters have responded already, and say they are ready to forward +memorials. One of these is the Robert Louis Stevenson Chapter, of +Cincinnati. Another is the William D. Moffatt Chapter, of Oakland, Md., +a third is the Whittier Library Chapter, of Milwaukee, Wis., and a +fourth is the Eugene M. Camp Chapter, of Brooklyn, N. Y. A society in +Stillwater, Minn., wants to send one, and the Thaddeus Stevens Chapter, +of Philadelphia, who has lost by death the Knight who founded it, may +give a stone as a memorial.</p> + +<p>The face of each stone would bear the letters, as: "W. D. Moffatt +Chapter, Oakland, Md.," or, "In Memoriam: R. K. McCullough." It would be +ideal to have enough of these memorials for the entire base-line, so +that a person walking round the building could read the name of many +Chapters from many States. Can't you help? Ask your Sunday-school class +about it, or propose it at your Chapter meeting.</p> + +<p>With each stone some contribution should be made. It was suggested that +at least $5 should be given to the Fund; but perhaps it will be as well +to allow donors of stones to give any amount they are able to. Suppose, +this summer, you give an entertainment on the lawn. We can furnish an +easily arranged programme. You can clear $10 easily. You could give to +the Fund one half of it, and have the stone dressed, marked, and +delivered for the other half. Several Chapters are to be represented. +Let's have more of them. Write to us for particulars.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>The Decisions of the Founders.</h2> + +<p>The flood of votes from Founders shows that the original members of the +Order are as interested as ever in its welfare. The Order is, it may be +well to explain, conducted by its members, and finally by its Founders, +who vote on all important matters. Three questions were put to the +Founders. 1. Should the eighteen-year age limit be abolished? 2. Should +there be a new membership certificate to be called a "Patent"—a patent +of noble chivalry? 3. Should the Order have a new badge?</p> + +<p>On the first question very sound judgment was exercised, we think. +Indeed, you showed a keener insight and greater breadth than we +expected. There is no doubt about the decision, for it is a three-to-one +one. It is that the eighteen-year age limit be retained; but once a +member, always a member, without age restriction. That is, members do +not cease to be members upon reaching their eighteenth birthday.</p> + +<p>Founders in very large numbers urge the admission of persons of any age, +upon application, to be styled not Knights and Ladies, but Patrons of +the Order. We think this a happy solution of the problem, and shall, +unless we hear objection, provide a Patron Patent, similar in design to +the member's patent.</p> + +<p>The second point is unanimously agreed, and so is the third, save that +many ask that badge designs be submitted. To this we agree, and will +submit the same as soon as possible. When the new patents and badges are +ready we will announce the fact, and old members may have new Patents by +asking for them. The prices of the new badges cannot be told until the +design is selected: but an effort will be made to have one at ten cents, +and one in gold at somewhere between fifty cents and $1. So many new +readers have come to us lately, that as early as we can find space, we +will print again the objects of the Order, how to join it, the story of +the Good Will School, etc. The Order is to have some splendid prize and +other offers soon.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Kinks.</h2> + +<h4>No. 87.—<span class="smcap">Charade</span>.</h4> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">A worthy foe: a trusty friend, the safest friend to have,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">For if you differ, never mind, no danger is to brave.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">A friend so easily shut up, so readily put down.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Can give no cause for sore regret, for deep remorse to drown.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">A thing almost all people hate, and nervous people fear.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">So ugly, that to naturalists it only can be dear.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Yet when that hateful stage is past it lives its little hour,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">A floating gleam of beauty, it blossoms like a flower.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">The very happiest life on earth, I do believe, is this,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">He sits and lets <i>your</i> world go by, and <i>his own</i> world <i>is</i> his!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And if he does no good at all, he surely does no harm.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And science, wisdom, wit, and song, fill all his days with charm.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Possibly 'tis an idle life, only a life of ease,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Or worse than all, a selfish life, <i>but</i> don't disturb him, please!</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h4>No. 88.—<span class="smcap">A Study in Cats</span>.</h4> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='right'>1.</td><td align='left'>A list of numerous things of worth.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>2.</td><td align='left'>An inundation of the earth.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>3.</td><td align='left'>A kind of useful fishing-boat.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>4-5.</td><td align='left'>Some helps to sailors when afloat.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>6.</td><td align='left'>A mineral used for making soap.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>7.</td><td align='left'>A transformation of a trope.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>8.</td><td align='left'>The parent of the butterfly.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>9.</td><td align='left'>A bad affection of the eye.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>10.</td><td align='left'>A surgeon's amputating knife.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>11.</td><td align='left'>A poultice that may save your life.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>12.</td><td align='left'>A book that should be oftener read.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>13.</td><td align='left'>A resting-place for honored dead.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>14.</td><td align='left'>A sepulchre in foreign lands.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>15.</td><td align='left'>A cruel whip with many strands.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>16.</td><td align='left'>A cataract or waterway.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>17.</td><td align='left'>I take your senses quite away.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>18.</td><td align='left'>A spicy sauce to use with meat.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>19.</td><td align='left'>A class of workers with four feet.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>20.</td><td align='left'>A kind of ivy often found.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>21-22.</td><td align='left'>Sciences of reflected sound.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>23.</td><td align='left'>A heavy armor used of old.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>24.</td><td align='left'>The doctrines of the church, I'm told.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>25.</td><td align='left'>A mineral used for isinglass.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>26.</td><td align='left'>A useful herb you often pass.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>27.</td><td align='left'>An engine used for throwing stones.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>28.</td><td align='left'>A remedy for broken bones.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>29.</td><td align='left'>I form a chain of many links.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>30.</td><td align='left'>A philosophic list, methinks.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>31.</td><td align='left'>Essential to the violin.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>32.</td><td align='left'>I'm noted for my scaly skin.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>The Prize Story Contest.</h2> + +<p>Members forget that it takes a much longer time to read several hundred +stories and weigh their merits than it does to examine puzzle answers. +To this fact is due the necessary delay over our last Story Competition. +But the decisions have been made, and the First Prize Story, with names +of all successful contestants, will be announced next week.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Want Corner.</h2> + +<p>Janet Priest writes to say that the yell of the University of Minnesota +is "Rah, rah, rah, Ski-U-mah—Varsity, Varsity! Minne-So-ta!" and the +colors old-gold and maroon. Ralph Cotter and others are reminded that +one certificate admits to all branches of the Order. The new +certificates will be called "Patents." They will be very handsome. Due +notice will be given when they are ready, and all will receive who ask +for them. Camera prize offers are now under consideration. M. B. Y.: +Rose Standish, mentioned by Longfellow, came in the <i>Mayflower</i>, the +wife of Miles Standish. She was of English stock, but we can find little +about her. Does any one around the Table know of her early life? She +died of famine and privation in the next January but one after the +Pilgrims landed. It was the second courtship of Miles that Longfellow +describes.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_639" id="Page_639">[Pg 639]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>LARRY, JACK, AND THE BELLS.</h2> + +<p>A goodly number of years ago there dwelt in Ireland two brothers whose +names were Larry and Jack. They were witty and humorous, and played many +a mad prank on their unsuspecting neighbors. Now it seems that the town +they lived in had in its church steeple two uncommonly large bells, and +the clatter, when rung, was a source of annoyance to many people. Being +church bells, no complaints were made, although they were the subject of +many a conversation.</p> + +<p>Larry and Jack for a long time had their eyes and minds on these same +bells, and finally they decided to effectually stop the ringing by +cutting the ropes off close to the clappers. Accordingly one night they +effected an entrance to the church steeple, but were at a loss how to +reach the bells without climbing the ropes, the only means of +communication. This they finally decided to do, but first they piled a +lot of pew-cushions on the floor to break any fall that might take +place. Then Larry, throwing off his jacket, grasped one of the ropes and +very slowly worked his way up to the bells.</p> + +<p>It was either stupidity or forgetfulness on Larry's part, but when he +reached the bells he whipped out his knife and cut the rope close to the +bell over his head. Consequently down came poor Larry, striking the +cushions with a sounding thump. It knocked the breath out of him, and +Jack thought surely the fall had killed him. Larry, however, quickly put +him at ease by crying out: "Faith, Jack, oi'm all right. If it wasn't in +a church oi am, oi'd swear. Begorra either the earth struck me, or oi +struck the earth, but heavens knows we have a very strong attachment for +each other."</p> + +<p>"Larry, you're stupid, me boy; yer head is as thick as sour cream. Oi'll +show yez how to manage a little affair loike that," and Jack commenced +climbing the other rope. "Now, Larry," he cried, when he reached the +top, "watch me show yez how to do it," and, unlike Larry, he cut the +rope from under his feet, and hung there dangling without means of +reaching the floor.</p> + +<p>Afraid to drop, his brother was forced to seek assistance from the town, +and for a long while the two brothers were the laugh of the county.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A SOLDIER'S ANSWER.</h2> + +<p>Emperor Napoleon, after one of his great battles, gathered the remnant +of his forces around him, and proceeded to compliment them in his +characteristic manner, so endearing to the hearts of his soldiers. +Finally Company D, of the Guards, who had been in the thick of the +fight, were ordered to present themselves, and to the astonishment of +the Emperor a single soldier appeared. He was bound up in bandages, and +could barely walk.</p> + +<p>"Where is the rest of your company?" asked the Emperor.</p> + +<p>A tear welled in the old soldier's eye as he answered, "Your Majesty, +they lie on the field dead," and then wofully added, "They fought better +than I."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_033.jpg" width="300" height="78" alt="Ivory Soap" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">When you pack for a summer outing, do not forget to take some Ivory +Soap. You will enjoy your baths the more for not having to use the soap +furnished by the hotel.</p> + +<h4><span class="smcap">The Procter & Gamble Co., Cin'ti</span>.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>MONARCH</h2> + +<h3>King of all Bicycles.</h3> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/ill_034.jpg" width="200" height="194" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">TRADE-MARK.</p> + +<p class="center">Five Styles. Weights, 18 to 25 Pounds.</p> + +<h4>Prices, $85 and $100.</h4> + +<h3>MONARCH CYCLE CO.</h3> + +<h4>Factory and Main Office, Lake and Halsted Sts., Chicago.</h4> + +<h4>Eastern Branch: 79 Reade St. & 97 Chambers St., N.Y.</h4> + +<h4>The <span class="smcap">C. F. Guyon Co</span>., Ltd., Managers.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>WANTED. 100,000 BOYS,</h2> + +<p class="center">to sell the <b>EUREKA MARKING TAG</b> for marking hats, etc., now and in Summer +vacation. Sells at sight. Send 10 cents in coin for samples. Address +<b>Eureka Marking Tag Co., Cedar Falls, Iowa</b>.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/ill_035.jpg" width="200" height="179" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2><span class="u">CARD PRINTER</span> <b>FREE</b></h2> + +<p class="center">Sets any name in one minute; prints 500 cards an hour. YOU can make +money with it. A font of pretty type, also Indelible Ink, Type Holder, +Pads and Tweezers. Best Linen Marker; worth $1.00. Sample mailed FREE +for 10c. stamps for postage on outfit and large catalogue of 1000 +Bargains.</p> + +<h4>R. H. Ingersoll & Bro. 65 Cortlandt St. N.Y. City</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><b>BIRDS' EGGS</b> and Naturalists' Supplies. Egg Drill, Blowpipe, and Hook, +nickel-plated, in pocket case, only <b>35 cts.</b></p> + +<p class="center">Illustrated catalogue for 2-cent stamp.</p> + +<h4>CHAS. K. REED, 262 Main Street, Worcester, Mass.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_036.jpg" width="500" height="72" alt="If afflicted with SORE EYES USE Dr. ISAAC THOMPSON'S EYE WATER" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>HARPER'S PERIODICALS.</h2> + +<h3>Per Year:</h3> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='right'></td><td align='left'>HARPER'S MAGAZINE</td><td align='center'><i>Postage Free</i>,</td><td align='right'>$4.00</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'></td><td align='left'>HARPER'S WEEKLY</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='right'>4.00</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'></td><td align='left'>HARPER'S BAZAR</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='right'>4.00</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'></td><td align='left'>HARPER'S ROUND TABLE</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='right'>2.00</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p class="center"><i>Booksellers and Post-masters usually receive subscriptions. +Subscriptions sent direct to the publishers should be accompanied by +Post-office Money Order or Draft.</i></p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h4>HARPER & BROTHERS, Franklin Square, N. Y.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Afloat with the Flag</h2> + +<h4>By</h4> + +<h3>W. J. HENDERSON</h3> + +<h4><i>AUTHOR OF "SEA YARNS FOR BOYS," ETC.</i></h4> + +<p class="center">Illustrated. Post 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.25.</p> + +<p>A good, healthy story, attractively written, full of stirring incident +and adventure, Mr. Henderson's book will doubtless find many +enthusiastic readers.—<i>N. Y. Times.</i></p> + +<p>A most captivating story told in the luminous and trenchant style which +characterizes this author's work.—<i>Phila. Press.</i></p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h4>Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York</h4> + +<p class="center">☞ <i>For sale by all booksellers, or will be mailed by the +publishers, postage prepaid, on receipt of the price.</i><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_640" id="Page_640">[Pg 640]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;"> +<img src="images/ill_037.jpg" width="1000" height="488" alt="TWO AMBITIOUS CUBS." title="" /> +<span class="caption">TWO AMBITIOUS CUBS.</span> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>AN EXPLANATION.</h2> + +<p><span class="smcap">Mamma</span>. "Willie, how did that candle-grease come to get all over your +bureau?"</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Willie</span>. "I suppose, mamma, it was because it couldn't get into the wick +to burn up."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>BOBBY'S TROUBLE.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">I'm generally contenter</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Than any boy I know,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">I'm satisfied most always</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Whate'er may come or go.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">But this time I'm dissatisfied,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">A most peculiar biz!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">There's something that I want to do,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But I don't know what it is.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class="smcap">Phrenologist</span>. "I see that you have a good many lumps on your head; they +all mean something."</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Charlie</span>. "I guess they do. The larger one is where Fred Mason struck me +with a bat; the one next to it I got from falling down the stairs."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class="smcap">Mother</span>. "Jack, what are you going to do with the screw-driver?"</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Jack</span>. "I'm going to fasten the screw which Willie Mason said I had loose +this morning."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>THE STEAMBOAT.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">The steamboat is a wagon;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">On wheels it runs its course.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">The machinery's the harness,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">The engine is the horse.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>AN EXTRAORDINARY HAPPENING.</h2> + +<p>"I saw my papa's last book before he wrote it," said Jimmieboy.</p> + +<p>"How did that happen?" asked the visitor.</p> + +<p>"It was a blank-book then," said Jimmieboy.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class="smcap">Bobby</span> (<i>on ferry-boat</i>). "I know why the river is so angry to-day."</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Jack</span>. "Why?"</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Bobby</span>. "Because it is crossed so often."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class="smcap">Uncle John</span>. "Jimmie, if I were to take one dollar and divide it into +four parts, and give a quarter to each of your brothers, what would be +left?"</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Jimmie</span>. "I would."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>LOOKING ON THE BRIGHT SIDE.</h2> + +<p><span class="smcap">Mamma</span>. "You must take this medicine like a good boy, Tommy; it is spring +medicine."</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Tommy</span>. "All right, mamma, if it will only make the spring come, so's I +can play ball."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p>An old gentleman, within a short distance of the grave, remarked to his +coachman, "Alas, James, I shall shortly go on a longer journey than you +have ever driven me."</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">James</span> (<i>who had often been berated for reckless driving</i>). "Rest easy, +master, for it's a journey down hill all the way."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p>"I don't know why it is, Charlie, but you are always quarrelling. I dare +say you quarrel with yourself."</p> + +<p>"Can't help it; every one does that has a nose and chin."</p> + +<p>"Why, how do you make that out?"</p> + +<p>"Words always pass between them, you know."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Little fishy in the brook,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Went out one day on his own hook,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Despite the warning of his mother.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 28em;">And then, alas,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 28em;">It came to pass</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">He found the hook of Jimmie's brother,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">And no one knows where he is at</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Since he went whisking off on that.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class="smcap">Gentleman</span>. "Here Pat, pull off these boots of mine."</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Pat</span> (<i>looking at the gentleman's extraordinary large foot</i>). "Sure your +honor, I'd willingly do that same for yez, but it's beyond me power. The +forks of the road below here might git the better of thim."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A CRITICISM.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">The baby's picture is not good,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">I tell you plain and flat;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Not even when he's eatin' food</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Is he as still as that.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p>"Diss is to-morrer," said Russell, as he waked early one morning.</p> + +<p>"No, it ain't," said Jimmieboy. "This is to-day."</p> + +<p>"No, 'tain't," said Russell. "Yesterday was to-day. Mamma said so, and +she said last night when I waked up it would be to-morrer. Diss <i>is</i> +to-morrer."<br /><br /></p> + +<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTES:</h3> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_1_1" id="Footnote_1_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_1_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></a> 16 lbs.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_2_2" id="Footnote_2_2"></a><a href="#FNanchor_2_2"><span class="label">[2]</span></a> 16 lbs.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_3_3" id="Footnote_3_3"></a><a href="#FNanchor_3_3"><span class="label">[3]</span></a> 12 lbs.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_4_4" id="Footnote_4_4"></a><a href="#FNanchor_4_4"><span class="label">[4]</span></a> 16 lbs.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_5_5" id="Footnote_5_5"></a><a href="#FNanchor_5_5"><span class="label">[5]</span></a> 12 lbs.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_6_6" id="Footnote_6_6"></a><a href="#FNanchor_6_6"><span class="label">[6]</span></a> 16 lbs.</p></div> +</div> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Round Table, June 18, 1895, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, JUNE 18, 1895 *** + +***** This file should be named 33025-h.htm or 33025-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/3/3/0/2/33025/ + +Produced by Annie McGuire + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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