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Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1882-07-10
IN The wrong C0RN-CRlB.


well. Uncle Ben. il is your turn for
story criei group Of jolly story
telIers, as tney sat around an old
fashioned stove, on one cold. buster
ing night in December, TO a venerable
gentleman Of three score years. who
had in days gone by been farmer, and
as such experienced al that agrcultur-
lists required, but as old age had come
upon him he had given up the useful
tillage OF the eartn, aEc settled himself
snugly in small inn, situated in a
beautiful little village in Massachu
sets, and where many rainy evening
was soon passed away pleasantly in
story telling.
well" said the aged gentleman,
"since you ali seem anxious 10 hear "A
story from me-, III just tell you how
cured Tom Jones from taking things
that be had no business with, or in
other words, how / cured him from
stealing, and any one that knew him
will agree with me when | say he was
as mean thief as ever ran On two
legs:
lit is just two years from to-day.
said the narrator, since / gave up
farming. and "A little more than two
since Tommy Jones was in the habit
of visiting other peoples cOrn-cribs.
One Of these happened 70 be mine, and
as l didn't care much abOu, having my
corn carried off, came 10 the conclu-
sion that ! must either capture the
thief or move the corn CRIB. We all
had our suspicious on Jones, tul as W.
had never seen him on our PREMISES
we had only TO take ii out III thinking.
One morning | happened 10 90 TO the
crib ana could plainly see that )me one
had been there before me, and relieved
me Of about three bushels. | now
3 though II about time 10 do something
3 toward catching the thief, let him be
who be might. Having large steel
> trap, and as | didn't care much abOu
5 injuring the one had intended 10 set
ii Tor. i wrapped around its teeth d
few old rags, 80 that in case Of it snap
ing or sprlnging together, IL would only
! hold him fast. j then p cef IL i'll the
crib, near hole which the thief had
made TO get the corn, and carefully
covered it over with a few ears, go
that iC would be out Of the sight OF any
one who felt disposed 10 stick his hand
In it. knew very well if anyone did
ne wouldn't be able 10 get it out again
without at least some help.
after having things all properly
fixed, / went 10 the house, and after
b taking a good nights rest, | arose
atout five in the morning and came IN
the conclusion that little walk
wouldn't hurt me, and might perhaps
improve my health. So just took a
shoit cut toward the c1rn-crib, and
there sure enough was Mr.. Jones. A
more pitiful knave have never seen.
Ha was held 80 tightly within the iron
Jaws Of the trap, and as though was
entirely ignorant of his critical con
dition catae within twenty feet OF
him and bade him good-morning. The
poor Gallon hung his head, but said
nothing
"Well Tommy" says again, "a
very fns morning. amt it?"
"Oh, yes" uttered Tommy, with
amefhiu0 like "A prOaQ.
Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1882-07-10

here. Tommy
oh, no. sir, haven't
Haven't you, Tommy; Didn't you
see any around here this norning?'
"No, say. didn't, didn't, see, see,
a, a. pig. pig"
"well. Tommy. If you didn't see any
pigs; didn't you see any chickeDs:"
oh, 10. dear me sir. / didn't SEE,
SCI. any, any, chick-chickens. Ye, We.
got. got, me. me
"lt was impossible for me to catch
his last sentence, for be kept up such q
yawning. 50 put the question 10 him
again:
Tommy. / ask you. whether you
saw any chickens around bere;'
"Oh, no. Don't bother me, me, l,
I. didn't SEE chick-chick-en. Ye got
ne, me, in"
How long have you been here
Tommy
"Oh, dear, nearly eight hours be
cried.
We'll, If you have been here nearly
eight hours, l suppose you must be
very dry, and need little something
TO slake your thirst What say you
then 70 going up 10 the house and take
4 drink r
you know / can, ca-ca, cum, you
got me, me IN trap
Have !, you thieving scoundrel: {:
III show you whose corn you steal,
said /, and at the same time displaying
pistol, and gave him 20 understand
that | would let him out Of the trap,
out IL he attempted 70 10 AXE his escape
from me I'd blow his cussed brains
out. l then tore of a slat from the
crib. and managed 10 remove his arm
from the trap. ordered him 10 Gil a
three bushel bag, which be had TO
carry way my cOrD, and carry it 70
my house, which w~s al least quarter
Of a mile from the criD. H. up with
the bag and after carrying il hundred
yards was about TO drop it, when l
gave him 10 understand that if he did
be might expect 10 receive the contents
Of my pistol.
IL managed 20 get it 10 my hou),
however, and | believe il was about A.
hard "A job as be or any one else woild
undertake TO perform, without being
compelled TO, especially after watching
a corn-crib for eight hours on a cold,
frosty night.
"Well, Tommy, you worked very
hard 10 get that bag of corn 10 my
house; suppose you come in and take
smile at the bottle:" which he
seemed to relish, but when he saw me
mix his drink with on ounce OF cay
rnne pepper, he begged hard 10 be ex.
cused. But il was no use 20 talk,
drink he must, and drink he did, and
It ime near being his last drink on
ChIs earth, for he comn.enced 10 dance
ike q puppet, and thought he would
60 crazy. but he soon revived.
"Wel, Tommy" sai4 I. 'yOu are
pretty well punished, and you can 60,
Out when You go 70 take anything
that don't belong 10 you, think OF the
com crib and the trap"
Eeed Tor Laying Hens.
Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1882-07-10

a fashionable buS ignorant lady
wanted costly camel's hair shawl. but
her husband bought her a cheap imita-
ton article. On examining it she
found the name Of the manufacturer
on one corner and wanted TO know
what that was. "That?" said the hus-
band: "oh, that's the name of the camel
OF whose hair the shawl was made"
The wife takes great pride in her
shawl, and has no doubt of its genuine
ness.
Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1882-07-10

lmpatience gives adversely Its sharpest
sting.
Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1882-07-10

The saddest romances are those that ar
read by the actors only.
The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-10-04
TTONESTA, Pa, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER A. 1882,

When he found that his wife had
not come Mr.. Whitaker made up his
mind to go home at all hazards A
steamboat stopped at the wharf at
half-past 9 on its way 30 the city; and
borne upon litter he had himself
carried on board. In an hour he was
mt the city wharf, whence a wagon
carried him TO his house. He was
shocked and disappointed to ascertain
from the servant that Mrs. Whitaker
had gone TO see him on the train in
which she said she would go. He could
not comprehend why she had missed
him, and all day long he lay in bed
worrying about her and wondering why
she did not come.
Mrs. Whitaker got back to Bristol
about noon, and ascertained by inquiry
that her husband had returned, with a
broken leg, to the city. There was no
train that she could take until o'clock,
and she spent the interval in inquiring
about the accident to Mr. Whitaker and
trying vainly to ascertain the reason of
his extraordinary conduct.
About half-past o'clock he heard
her voice in the lower entry. He lis
tened eagerly to her quick footsteps
upon the stgirs. Then she flung the
door open. Mrs. Whitaker did not
speak as she entered the room. She
uttered a little cry, flew to the bed
side and put her arms about her hus-
bands neck and kissed him.
Mr.. Whitaker felt that if he should
have exact justice dealt to him he
would be sent to the scaffold.
When she had nearly smothered him
with kisses she sat down beside him.
and taking hold of his hand said:
"And now, dearest, tell me what
causes all this strange trouble?"
"Why, you know, Ellen" said Mr..
Whitaker, "it was your deaf earl"
How do you mean?"
"You slept with it up"
And then Mr.. Whitaker related the
whole story, and as he did so his wife
began to cry.
Il am 50 sorry" she said. "I will
promise you never to sleep with my
deaf ear up again; never, never,
neverr
Ellen" responded Mr.. Whitaker,
"you will do me favor if you will
always sleep with it up and stuff cot
ton in your other ear beside. / have
behaved like a wretch"
Then the doctor, who had been
vainly pulling at the broken bell-wire,
knocked upon the front door and came
in to examine Mr.. Whitaker's frac-
tured leg.-OT Continent.
The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-10-04
Our Increase in Wealth.

Mr.. Medhan, in BradStreet'S, says
the wealth of the United States is
$49,800,000,000, OF 1890 per head; of
Great Britain $44, l0O,000,000, OF 81, ,260
per head; of France $37 200, 100000, or
Sl,045 per head In 1900 the wealth
of the United States was but $l,100,-
100000, or $2l0 per head. Such a de
velopment he regards as the most re-
markable in history. OF the above
forty-nine billions, the wealth of the
United States, there are in houses
thirteen billions, farms nine, furniture
five, manufactures five, public works
five, railways Ave, forests and mines
two, cattle one billion and over. Since
1910 population has increased three
fold and agriculture fiye-fold,
The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-10-04

NJ. b. Curtis and his wife have a
pet parrot which is their constant
travelling companion, and which speaks
the kings English with amazing
fuency. The loquacious bird caused
quite panic at the Windsor hotel last
night. The Curtis family occupy
rooms directly adjoining Governor Ia
boris apartments at the hotel, and last
evening" as the governor was entering
his apartments, he heard what he
thought was a female voice, saying,
Hello, baby" The governor was
trihe startled. He is a very gallant
man, but he could not for the life of
him imagine what he had ever done to
warrant any female in addressing him
so familiarly. The salutation APP
peared to be intended for him, and
came from the transom over the
door of the room directly across
the hall. The governor was nom
plussed. "HellOl baby, pretty baby"
said the voice again, and the gov
ernor blushed as he strOked his fierce
moustache, and tried to brace up and
look dignified. won't you come and
kiss your baby?" called the voice
again, in deliciously seductive sort of
way. Now, the governor seldom
takes "A dare of any kind. TO do him
Justice he is q brave man, and at this
particular moment he felt big enough
o tackle an army. He crept softly
over to the door and asked: " Are you
talking to me?" "Nice baby" said
the voice; but no sooner had the voice
spoken than another voice from inside
the room-a big, burly mans voice
called out: "Go away from that door
and let the parrot go to sleep" 1t
was Mr.. Curtis who spoke.-DeRoer
(Col.) Tribune.
The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-10-04
.HUMOR OF THE DAY.


The original land league-Three
miles.
Does the night mail go by the bed
post2
Song of the tramp-Gobble, gobble,
gobblel
A piece of steel is good deal like a
man; when you get it red-hot it loses
its temper.
If it wasn't for the bellies a good
many people would miss being church
members.
Life is a riddle" says Western
exchange. Yes; lots of people give it
up every day.
MISERY may like company" says a
colored philosopher; "but I'd raider
hab de rhumatiz in one leg den ter hab
it in bofe."
1t is curious that the pig must be
killed before he can be cured. A yacht
can stand on a tack without saying.
naughty words.
Don't put in no muskeeter nettin'
for me-" said Aunt Hannah. / don't
want to breathe no strained air.
Boston Transcript.
amateur Gardener" wants to know
the easiest way to make hothouse.
Leave box of parlor matches where
the baby can play with them.
Bashful lovers must have streak of
spiritualism in their composition, as
they always turn down the light when
there are to be any manifestations.
The sting of a bee is only one-thir-
ty-second of an inch long,. 1t is your
imagination that makes it seem as
long as hoe handle.-Free Press.
Don't you think it is about time
that l exhibited something's" asked an
ambitious artist of a critic. "Yes; a
little talent, for instance" was the
ready retort.
A Philadelphia mule has killed a
mad dog, but it is still matter of
doubt whether mule or a mad dog is
the safest thing to have around =
LoaCeU Citizen.
You can buy real Mexican manila
hammock for $1.75. And then you
can fall out of it and drive your back
bone up clear Through your chin for
nothing-Ne,0 HaUe1o Register.
"Does your wife take much ex-
ercise?" asked Henderson of Fogg,
whose family is at the seaside. Ex-
ercise p exclaimed Fogg 81 should
say so. She changes her dress six
times every day."-BoSton TRANSCRIPT.
Yes, l went to church one day
With some money-by the way,
I'd been saving from my pay
For some socks;
But she sat across the aisle,
And she summed me with a smilel
So placed my little pile
In the box.
-Hal0keye.
The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-10-04
Early Autumn.

VI seasons this the perfect type
The earth, the teeming earth is ripel
From regal heights Of mountain glade
To inmost depth fenny shade,
The pullulnting echoes fly
With rapt repeatings of this cry,
Yea, ripe, in full fruition, stand
The numerous plains, the meadow land;
This, yellow with its latter grain
Ihat, shadowed by the russell train
OF fair Pomanas fragrant robe,
Whose rustling steps full harvests bode.
Outlined in blue and palest gold,
The distant hills soft mists unfold;
A gentle wind just breaks the grass,
To let its whispers reach mass
OF aureous and purple bloom
Propendent DER lowly tomb.
Some few cicadoe try to sing
Their summer notes the crickets ring
Their tiny cymbals far and wide;
While gaudy moth-hies flaunt in pride,
Where homely spiders weaving glide,
And field mice covertly abide.
The river flows with broader swirls;
A brooklet glints and blithely purls
Amidst IFS dikes of stones and moss
And, here and there, leaves crinkled toss
Forerunners of the latter fall
Which must proceed gray winters pail.
Yet still the dreary season far
In future lies, and cannot mar
The peaceful scene of hearty life.
Whereof all nature seems so rife
IL leaps, this life, on maiden cheeks,
(Which deeper .blush) and its course leaps
: Through every muscle of the youth,
Whose ready hand strips from their boot
The juicy clusters of the grape.
Which coiling tendrils closely drape.
1t beats, il throbs, ah yes, is told,
In Joyous flow, TO staid and old,
In measures full, yes, bounteously,
In ooth it seeme;h good TO bel
If but TO feel the wholesome flood
OF quickened thought and freshened blood
Which issues from the brain and heart,
And TO each wish would zest impart,
Yielding the soul cheering faith
That love and Joy are mott wrath?
-William StI1ttherS.
The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-10-04
Garibaldi's Character.

The battle of the Volturno, the
flight of the king and the siege of
Capua followed in rapid succession.
During the whole of that stirring time
l was at Naples. l saw the dictator
of the Two Sicilies at the summit of
his power and popularity, and / saw
how he used both. 1t was commonly
said that for a fortnight after he en-
tered Naples no crimes were committed.
| stayed long enough to see the place
become a sink of iniquity once more.
After the battle of the Volturno there
was little to do except to get into mis-
chief, and plenty of mischief there was
-duels, assassinatiOns, gambling and
worse. But what a spell seemed to fall
upon the city whenever Garibaldi was
in it The nights were as a rule noisy
and uproarious. One night he sent
out word that he could not sleep, and
you might have heard a pin drop on
the pavement all through that night.
The women brought him their chill
dren to bless, he stroked their heads
he rebuked their superstition-but he
could never say an unkind word to
them. His care for the wounded was
unwearied He went daily through
the military hospitals at Caserta
The doctors said his visits did more
for the men than all the physic. They
declared his touch and very look We're
full of healing; the dying heads We're
lifted to see him pass, and wounded
men leaped from their couches TO seize
his hand.
He was Just the same on the battle
feld--he always went over it himself
to be sure that all the living had been
taken up and all the wounded cared
for. This is how he won the great and
simple love of his soldiers. His own
soul was great and simple.
remember his life at Naples-the
talk of the town. He would live in no
palace-he would not even be called
your eXcellency, although supreme
ruler Of both Sicilies. He was lodged
up in little attic at the top of the
Toledo. He said he liked to be high
up to breathe the air.
AT Palermo the cOstliest wines and
Viands were prepared for him he
lived on beans, potatoes and the com
mon wine Of the country; he spent on
an average eight francs a day, and
never had anything in his pocket; any
one who asked him for money got it.
He had a simple method. He borrowed
of whoever happened to be near him,
and gave it away The people whom
he borrowed from generally got paid;
but he never spent anything upon, or
asked anything for, himself. One week
he was the irresponsible controller Of
millions, and the next week. hset sail
for Caprera with half sack of pota
toes-his only wealth Rec. r. r
Hal0eiS, IN Good Words.
The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-10-04
The Rising of the Nile,


Measuring from the cataracts of
Sayene, where the Nile enters Upper
Egypt from Nubia, to the most north
ernly points of the Delta, or Lower
Egypt, there are about six hundred
miles of country, the settled popula-
tion of which is peculiarly dependent
upon the great river for very exist
ence, and every year swayed by hopes
or fears as the waters of the stream are
sufficient or scarce or too abundant.
The welfare of the Egyptians is, in
truth, intimately bound up with the
annual recurrence Of a natural phe-
nOmenOn known as the Rising of the
Nile" The river, issuing from val
ley few miles north of Cairo, enters
the low, wide plain, which, from its
resemblance TO the fourth letter Of the
Greek alphabet, received from that
people the name of the Delta. The
stream divides itself into two branches,
that of Rosetta, or old Canopic, and that
of Damiat, or Phatnitic. The river at
Rosetta is about 1900 feet wide, and at
Damiat nearly 800 feet. The rise Of
the Nile, Occasioned by the periodical
rains of Central Africa, begins in June,
about the summer sOlstice, and con-
tinues to increase until September
overhowing the lowlands along its
course. The Delta then looks like an
immense marsh, interspersed with nu-
merous islands, with villages, towns
and trees Just above the water Should
the Nile rise a few feet above its Gus
tOmary elevation, the inundation
sweeps away the mud-built cottages of
the fellaheen, browns the cattle, and
involves the whole population in ruin.
Again, should it fall short of the or
binary height, bad crops and dearth
are the consequences. The inunda-
tions having remained stationary for
a few days, begin to subside,and about
the end of November most of the fields
are left dry and covered with fresh
layer Of rich brown slime; this is the
time that the lands are put under cul-
tiyation. During the winter in Eng
land, which is the spring in Egypt, the
Delta, as well as the valley of the
Nile, looks like a delightful garden
smiling with verdure and blossom.
The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-10-04
Mrs. whitaker's Deaf Ear

Mrs. Whitaker was deaf in Cne ear.
1t was her right ear, and it was stone
deaf.
Mrs. Whitaker had acquired habit
of sleeping upon her left side, with her
deaf ear up, and this had often been a
source of annoyance to her husband,
who was nervous and irritable, while
she was woman whose calmness and
serenity of disposition were remark
able.
Sleeping with her deaf ear up Mrs.
Whitaker at night was rarely disturbed
by noises which robbed her husband of
his rest. The hum of the mosquitoes
which maddened him was not heard by
her. A passing thunderstorm which
reused him in summer night and sent
him flying about to close the windows
would leave her in perfect unconscious
ness of its existence. The noises in
the streets and the rafting of the
window-sashes upon windy nights fire.
quently filed Mr.. Whitaker with vex-
alton as they deprived him of sleep !;
but his wife slumbered sweetly on and
heard them not. Indeed, it rarely hap
pened that she heard the crying of the
badly until Mr.. Whitaker, indignant at
its refusal to go to sleep, would rouse
her by shaking her, and would ask her
to try to soOthe the little one.
Mr.. Whitaker had often remon-
strated with his wife about this habit
of sleeping with her deaf ear up, and
she had often replied good-humoredly
with promise to try to remember to
break herself of it, but somehow or
other it continued to cling to her.
One night in winter time Mr.. Whit
aker sat up in his library till late hour
reading a book in which he was very
much interested. His wife retired
early. Mr.. Whitaker finally closed his
book, and after locking the front door
went down in the cellar, in accord
ance with his custom, to see if the fur
mace fire had been fixed properly for
the night. While he was polling it a
gust of wind came through the screen
upon one of the cellar windows and
slammed the door leading into the back
hallway above, through which he had
come. For a moment Mr.. Whitaker
did not think of the matter particu-
larly, but suddenly he remembered that
he had put spring lock on the other
side of that door, and the thought
struck him that the catch might pos
sibly be down. He ascended the stairs
and tried the door. The catch was
down; and he had no key. He was
locked in the cellar, for the key of the
out-cellar door he knew was in the
; kitchen.
He could hardly think what he had
better do about the matter, but finally
he concluded TO try to make his wife
hear him and come to his rescue. He
seized the long and heavy furnace
poker, and inserting the crook of it
above the bell-wire that ran along the
joist of the cellar ceiling he pulled.
The bell tangled loudly, but it was in
the kitchen, and Mrs. Whitaker was in
the front room in the second story.
Would she hear it? He pulled the
wire again, twice, then he sat down on
the steps and waited. There was no re-
sponse 1t then flashed upon the mind
of the imprisoned man that Mrs, Whit
aker was probably sleeping with the
deaf ear up.
This increased his growing irritation,
and he pulled the bell-wire with the
poker fifteen or twenty times,