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The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-21
[: W. DORRINGTON, Proprietor.
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to swarm up the outside, and crying be- cause he couldn't. Nelly gave him helping hand and soon had him in. She pulled the covers over the barrels, hav- ing presence of mind to leave little breathing space. Then she tried to creep behind; but no, they were close again the wall. There she was, left alone and defenSeless-all her protectors barreled up!
 There was no time to look for another hiding-place, for just then the door opened and shut, and mans step sounded in the hall. Nelly's heart was beating very quickly; she began to cry little. The footsteps could be heard now in the room the children had just left, and now on the stairs-and how the four little prisoners shuddered as they passed directly over their heads! Then they could be heard coming down again. Next, a match was struck. None but Nelly heard that sound, the others be- ing covered up. The next sound seemed to her the most joyful she had ever heard in her life. It was her father blowing his nose. The next moment she was in his arms, bringing him to the closet and calling out all the way:
 ''It's papa, boys; it's papa!"
 Sure enough, the burglar from whom they had been hiding was no one more dreadful than Barr Majorie, who had got through his business earlier than he expected. The sight he saw when he held the light to the closet door aston ished him. The cover of the apple bar rel slowly rose, and first an elbow, then head appeared. The cover of the flour barrel shot up, two white heads bounced out like Jacks-in-the-box, and four white arms were stretched toward him. needn't tell you how overjoyed they were to see him, and how they all hung about him, smearing him witE four and mashed apples.
 Biddy was not so glad to see him when she came back, for she had a pretty shrewd guess that she would be dis missed next morning.
 To do Fred justice, he was ever after wards heartily ashamed of the part he had played in the little scene in the closet that night, after all his morn ing's boasts. It cut him to the heart to think that he had looked out for num- Der one," as he said, and left the sister two years younger than he to take care of herself For a long time he couldn't bear to look toward the corner where his fathers gun stood, and he didn't eat another apple that winter.-Margaret Wilson, in American Agriculturist.
The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-21
THE FAITHFUL ELEPHANT.
One Who Would Not Stir Until He Heard
 His Masters Voice.

One Who Would Not Stir Until He Heard
 His Masters Voice.
 In some countries in Asia an elephant is made to carry the flag in battles. This is because the elephant is so tall, and the soldiers can easily see the flag flying from his back. One of these ele- plants, which belonged to the Poona host, was very brave and very kind, but he would obey the order of no one ex- cept his mahout, or driver. One time, while very fierce fight was raging, the driver called out to him; Stand, my brave beast, stand!' A moment later the mahout received fatal wound and fell to the ground, where he lay beneath pile of wounded and slain. The obedient animal would not move, though the battle ragged fierce ly around him. The Poona soldiers, who feared they were being overcome, were cheered on by the sight of the flag still floating from his back. He never stirred foot, and all through the hot fight, the noise, the smoke, the confusion, listened patiently for the voice of his master.
 Sharp spears were hurled at him, a score of javelins pierced his sides, his long ears dripped with blood, but he stood like rock.
 'COme forward, my men!" cried the Poona Captain; tour flag still floats and the battle will yet be ours."
 His men, discouraged and ready to fly, rallied at his command, and with cheer for the flag pressed forward. In a short time they had won the victory and put the enemy to flight. And then they gathered around the brave ele- phant, offering to lead him where he could be fed and cared for. But, though wounded and worn, the obedient creat- ure would not move until he heard his masters voice. That master could never speak again. A rider was sent in great haste to place fifty miles away, where lived the drivers little son, whom the elephant knew and loved. When the little boy was brought to the battle ground the elephant showed very plain ly that he was glad to see him, and per mitted the child to lead him away.-Our Little Ones.
The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-21
FOR LITTLE PEOPLE.
THE JOLLY GNOME.
(NonscnSe Terse.N

(NonsenSe TerSe.) Once there lived a little gnOme, Who had made his little hOr1G Right down in the middle of the earth, earth,
 earth He was full of fun and frolc, But his wife was melanchOlic, And he never could divert her into mirth,
 mirth, mirth. He had tried her with monkey, And parrot and a donkey, And pig that squealed whene'er he pulled
 it's tail tail, tail. But though he laughed himself Into fits, the jolly elf, Still his wifey's melancholy did not fail, fail,
 fail. "I will hie me-" said the gnOme, From my worthy earthly home, will go among the dwellings of the men,
 men, men. Something funny there must be, that will
 make her say He her I will find it, and will bring it her again,
 gain, gain" So he travelled here and there, And he saw the Blinking Bear, And the Pattypol whose eyes are in his tail,
 tail, tail. And he saw the Linking Gloom, Who was playing the bassOOn, And the Octopus a. waltzing with the whale,
 whale, whale. He saw the Chingo Chee, And lovely sight was he, With a ringlet, and ribbon on his nose
 nose, nose, And the Baggle, and the Wogg, And the Cantilunar Dog, Who was throwing cotton flannel at his foes,
 foes, foes. All these the little gnome Transported to his home, And set them down before his weeping wife,
 wife, wife. But she only cried and cried, And she sobbywObbed and sighed, Till she really was in danger of her life,
 life, life. Then the gnome was in despair, And he tore his purple hair, And he sent him down in sorrow on stone,
 stone, stone. CT, too,'' he said, twill cry, Till tumble down and die, For Pve had enough of laughing all alone,
 lone, 'lOne." His tears they flowed away Like rivulet at play, With bubble, gubble, rubble, OCT the
 ground, ground, ground. But when this his wifey saw, She loudly cried: "Haw haw! Here, at last, is something funny you have
 found, found, found." She laughed, ''Ho ho he! hep And she chucI<led loud with glee, And she wiped away her little husbands
 tears, tears, tears. And since then, through wind and weather, They have said "He! hep together, For several hundred thousand merry years,
 years, years.
 Laura E. Richards, in St. Nicholas.
The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-21
THE SILVER PARTON.
It Is Probably the Largest as We'll as the
 Most Beautiful Game Fish.

It Is Probably the Largest as Well as the Most Beautiful Game Fish.
 It is only comparatively short time since sportsmen have known that there was such a fish as the tarpon. It in- habits the waters of the Florida and Gulf coasts, and is probably the largest game fish in the world. To take tar pon with rod and reel is a feat to be proud of, and spOrtsmen from every land are yearly coming in increasing num- bers to try their luck on the big fish.
 The tarpon is truly monster, rang ing from fifty to two hundred pounds in weight, and from four and one-half to over six feet in length; not unlike a cross between huge herring-to which family it belOngs-and huge bluefsh in it's general proportions, with large, protuberant eyes, and an ugly mouth that opens on the fish's nose, so to speak, covered on each side by hard, bony, semi-circular flap that gives the effect of a jowl.
 Behind and contiguous to the dorsal fin is sort of bony bayonet called the feather" some eight or nine inches long, that protrudes into the air in the direction of the tail, forming an acute angle with the line of the back
 The body is covered with brilliant argentine scales, which give the fish the effect of having been laved in silver, and which have won for it the title of the "Silver King" These scales, which are circular and slightly scolloped on the part of the edge that is overlapped, vary from one to two inches and a half in diameter.
 The silvery epidermis covers only the exposed portion, which is about one- fourth of the circumference. The re- maining surface is slightly yellowish- white, not dissimilar in hue to mother of-pearl, though without it's iridescence, translucent, but not transparent, and shiny on the inner side. They are hard, thin and of shell-like fiber.
 After being removed from the fish and dried, they curl up so as to remind one of Saratoga chip, but will, if moist ened and compressed, regain, at least for short time, their former shape.
 The extreme brilliancy of the silvery porIIoH DeCOueS GdIHISueu ny ueSreeS, inolining either to yellow or black, but the permanent color is still beautiful and astonishing.
 The back of the fish is black, and the silvery effect gradually begins at line we'll above the eye. Some anglers have seen fit to perpetrate their triumphs by having specimens of these monsters mounted on panel. They form mag nifcent trophies for the hall or dining room of a large house; and when gazing at hundred-pound tarpon, which is certainly rather below than above the average weight of the fish, one finds difficulty in believing that it has been captured with rod and reel, ,-GoldeD Days.
The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-21
A LITTLE KING.
Something About the Coming Ruler c
 Spain-Court Etiquette.

Something About the Coming Ruler of Spain-Court Etiquette. Every body, almost, has heard of the little King of Spain, King AlphOnso. This little King is now about three years old. He lives in a palace, of course, and the little fellow has whole suite of apartments for his use. A sol dier keeps guard at his bedroom door every night
 | These apartments are close to those oi his mother, Queen Christiana. His nurse is a peasant woman, named Raymunda. It is her duty to feed him and to amuse him. But he is washed and dressed by a number of ladies, called Ladies of Honor.
 Once when he was not quite two years old the Queen, his mother, wanted to show him to visitor, for she is proud of him, as mothers are apt to be. But when she came to the royal nursery, the nurse stood in the doorway, and said ''You can not enter, the King sleeps And so his mother and the visitor had to turn back.
 The etiquette of the court would moi allow even his mother to go in when he was asleep. By etiquette" is meant the rules laid down. It may seem tc you a very stupid rule that would moi let mother see her little boy whenever she pleased. But those are the rules. and nobody can break over them; and there are many other rules that the King has to obey.
 One day the little King was lost. Nobody could find him. They looked everywhere. Such to-do as there was They searched and they hste med. And presently his nurse heard a kicking in the cupboard. She ran and opened the door, and there was the little rogue of a King having good time, kicking at the door.
 He had been playing hide-and-seek with his little sister-for he has a little elder sister He crawled into the cup board to hide, and the door swung to. For if door isn't fastened, it is as like Iy to swing to and shut up baby-king, as baby-beggar.
 Whenever his birthday comes round, there is a very great birthday party, as you might suppose. A dinner is served in the great hall to all the grandest people in Spain. At one birthday dim ner there were twenty great vases on the table, good deal bigger than the King himself filled with the loveliest flowers.
 On certain days he has to receive the great men and noble ladies of Spain and other countries. Our Minister to Spain will have to go and do honor to this lit tie boy-king; and very stupid the little King finds it, dare say.
 The thing he likes best to see is the changing of the soldiers on guard. He watches them from his window, and claps his hands at their bright uniforms and waving plumes and shining fire arms. For long time Spain has not been so peaceable as since the little boy-king was born. Every body feels kindly toward him.-Margaret Blath- wavte, in Our Little Men and Women.
The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-21
Aunt 'Stasia stood watching the re-

Aunt 'Stasia stood watching the re- treating party until they were out of sight; then she turned savagely to her nieceS:
 ''Mrs. Harding's got away my city boarders," she snarled, ''and it's all your fault Come into the house, you young minxes, and I'll let you know what think of you"
 Prue drew herself up, while Cherry clung timidly to her arm.
 Aunt 'Stasia," said she, ''you must not address us in that way. We are no longer helpless and friendless. NIT. Allen has asked me to become his wife, and Calvin Harding has told Cherry, here, that he has loved her this long time, but that you never would allow him to come to the house and plead his cause. It is settled that we are both to be married on the same day next Octo- Der, and from this day your tyranny over us must end."
 'Or," interposed Andrew Allen, bravely, well marry them tomorrow.
 ''rm glad ont from the bottom of my heart, said Uncle Jonathan, still hold ing up his lantern like a single-eyeG Cyclops. ''Come here, and kiss me, gals!''
 But Aunt 'Stasia, without vouchsafing a single word, stalked grimly back into the house. To lose, at one blow, the city boarders and the faithful damsels who had served her so long, without money and without price, was too much for her philosophy. Nor did it at all tend to console her when Uncle Jona- than afterward remarked:
 ''It's all your own fault, Anastasia" N. Y. Ledger.
The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-21
PITH AND POINT.

Labor rids us of three eVils-tedi- ousness, vice and poverty.
 Conscious innocence bushes where brazen guilt never changes color.-Phil- adelphia Call.
 -Itis often more difficult to obliterate traces of spilled ink that drops of blood. Chicago Mail.
 Occasionally you see rich man who is so economical that he would enjoy be- ing poor.-Atchison Globe.
 Shallow men are generally despised, but you have less to dread from shall low man than deep one.
 If every man would mind his own business, there would be heap less Jar in the world.
 A good many people know the value of dollar who do not realize the value of hundred cents.-Somerville Jour- nal.
 Don't go back on your friends when you're in luck, nor give away your um- berel just because the sun shines.-De- troit Free Press.
 We can all give good advice, but constant vigilance will hardly insure us setting a good example half the time.-Milwaukee Journal.
 None are so fond of secrets as those who do not mean to keep them; such persons covet secrets as a spendthrift does money, for the purpose of circula- tion-Colton.
 Never take the last train when you can help it, says Dr. Talmage. Much of the trouble in life is caused by the fact that people in their engagements wait till the last minute.
 Dissipation is absolutely a labor when the round of Vanity Fair is once made, but fashion makes us think light of the toll, and we describe the circle as mechanically as a horse in mill.- Zimmerman.
 Caution in crediting, reserve in speaking, and revealing ones self to very few are the best securities both of peace and a good understanding with the world and with the inward peace of our own minds.-Thomas Kempis.
 How easy it is to reach agreement in matters of argument! All that is needed is that other people shall see and believe as we do, and the wonder is that they are so slow about doing it!- United Presbyterian.
 The best people need afflictions for trial of their virtue. How can we exer- else the grace of contentment if all things succeed well; or that of forgive ness, if we have no enemies?-Arch- bishop Tillotson.
 There is nothing harder to do in this world than to do nothing when one wants to do every thing. But large share of ones most important service in this world is in simple waiting and watching for Gods next indication of duty and privilege.-S. S. Times.
 A man-craze is as foolish as roller skating craze, and spelling-craze, or any other, and it is sure to be as transient and to reach as ignominious an end At the same time, it is a good thing when men are highly esteemed because of solid virtues and useful conduct.
 Obedience is the crowning grace, as it is that principle to which Polity owes it's stability, Life it's happiness, Faith it's acceptance, Creation it's con- tinuance. Exactly in proportion to the majesty of things in the scale of being is the completeness of their obedience to the laws that are set over them.- RuSkin.
The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-21
King 1Tarie's Predicament.

Marie l., King of the Sedangs, T7no played considerable role in Paris in the earlier part of the season, languishes at present in the prison of Ostend. He ehad gone to that resort to enjoy the ocean breezes, but had lived too expensively for his revenue. He ran up debt of 1000 francs at the hotel where he was staying, and was unable to pay it when the bill was presented. The landlord required it's settlement, but King Marie declared that he could only give a promissory note, to be collected when the taxes in the land were due. The obdurate host was not satisfied with this arrangement, and consequently His Majesty has issued proclamation, tell ing his condition, and calling upou his friends and subjects to come to his as' sistance, ,- London Telegraph,
The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-21
RINGING THE CURFEW.
The Probable Origin of Time-HonOred
 English Custom.

The Probable Origin of Time-HonOred
 English Custom.
 Erroneous notions have long prevailed concerning original object of the cur few. The custom of covering up fires about sunset in summer, and about eight at night in winter, is supposed to have been introduced by William l., and to have been imposed upon the English as badge of servitude; and it has often been quoted to show with what severity the COnquerOr sought to press his cruel governments even to the very firesides of his subject. But this opinion does not seem to be well founded, for there is evidence that the same custom prevailed in France, Spain, Italy, Scotland, and probably all the other coun- tries of Europe, at this period. The curfew was intended as a caution against fires, which were then very frequent and very destructive, as so many houses were built of wood; and of such fires the "Savon Chronicle: makes frequent mention. Again, the curfew is said to have been used in En- gland at much earlier date than the Conqueror's reign, and by so good a monarch as Alfred the Great. He or dained that all the inhabitants of OK ford should, at the ringing of the curfew at CarfaX, cover up their fires and go to bed; which custom, it is stated in Pesh- all's History of OXford,' is observed tC this day, and the bell as constantly rings at eight as Great Tom tolls at nine." It is reasonable to conclude tha the Ccnqueror revived or continued tn custom, which was previously estab lished in Normandy.
 The curfew is mentioned to a late period as common and approved regu' lation, which would not have been the case had it been originally imposed as a badge of servitude or a law to prevent the people from meeting at their fire sides and conspiring against an op- pressive rule. We even find the ring ing of the curfew-bel provided for by bequests of tracts of land, or other prop erty, although this ringing was but the relic of the custom; for the people are not supposed to have put out their fires and lights beyond the reign of William II. Henry l. restored the use of lamps and candles at court after the ringing of the curfew.-Christian Union.
The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-21
A PETERToWN QUARREL.
It Was Fierce While It Lasted, But Was
 Made Up With a Kiss.

It Was Fierce While It Lasted, buG was
 Made Up With Kiss.
 Miss Susie Tansy-Very aceA, MT. Hank Stoner, if you want to devote yourself to Becky Weeden you are at perfect liberty to do so.
 Mir. Hank Stoner-Lord, Susie, what In creation do you mean?
 'Oh, you're mighty innocent, ain't you?"
 "What have I done?"
 ''I'd ask if I were you, Hank Stoner. !" 'Pshaw, Suze, what's the use of your getting so jealous?'
 "Jealous? Whose getting jealous, I'd like to know?"
 "You are."
 "T?"
 "Yes, you"
 Don't f1atter yourself, sir. When I get jealous it'll be for something worth getting jealous of. I'll let you know that"
 ''Well, what you want to kick up all this fuss for because I paid Becky Weeden a little attention at the party to-night?"
 GA little attention! I'd say little if l were you! Tagging at her heels ev'ry step she took!''
 ''Now, Susie."
 ''It's so, Hank Stoner. I saw you giv- ing her peppermint drops"
 "Well didn't give you some, too?" "Well, you chose her three times hand runnin' in the kissin' games, and you played post-office and dug a well, and picked grapes with her, so you did" "Well, what of it?"
 "What of it? There's jist this of it: No fellow can take me to a party and leave me to set around sucking my thumbs while he's flirting around with all the other girls in the roomr'
 'Pshaw, Suze. played with you as much as did with any body"
 ''Yes, you did."
 "Well, did"
 "You didn't! 1 saw you kiss Janey Plumm jour times in the Marching Down to Old Quebec game"
 ''Well, great Scott, Suze! I'll kiss you forty times now, if you so so!'' ''Smarty!''
 'I will-see if don't"
 ''Well, you just a0On't. If you can't treat me as a gentleman should treat a Iady when he takes her to party, you can just take back your old ring and our engagement can end here."
 ''Now, Susie."
 'I mean it, sir!'' ]
 ''No, you don't"
 ''I do, sir"
 ''Oh, you're just gassing."
 ''You'll find out if you don't walk pretty straight"
 ''Lord, Suze, you know you wouldn't throw me over for any thing in the world"
 ''Oh, wouldn't I? Mighty good opin- lon you have of yourself.
 ''But I'll-"
 ''Oh, let's kiss and make up, Suze!" ''I acon't, Hank Stoner, until you-let ne be-"
 "Hee, hee, hee, Suze!"
 'It ain't any laughing matter with stop thatr'
 ''Stop what?"
 ''You know what, and-quit, say!" ''N-o-o-w, Suze."
 Don't you dare kiss me again, or I'll Hank Stoner!''
 "Well.",
 Behave yourself"
 ''Hee, hee, heew
 eff don't-Hdnk!"
 ''Now, Susier'
 'I don't care, Hank; I do think you treated me real shabby, so you did, and if you ecer do so again, I'll get mad and I'll stag mad, and now see if don't."-
The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-21
Facts About Shaving.

A close shave means the removal of layer of skin all around. The blood vessels thus exposed are not visible to the eye, but under the microscope each little quivering mouth holding minute blood drop protests against such treat ment. The nerve tips are also uncov- cred and the pores are left unprotected, which makes the skin tender and un- healthy. The sudden exposure of the inner layer of the skin renders a per son liable 10 have colds, hoarseness and sore throat t,-Medical Classicz.
The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-21
VOLUME XIX.
MISUNDERSTOOD.

How do you think lost my fair?
 taxed my brain and wasted time Weaving some tender thoughts of her Into a sweet and glorious rhyme She is a singer. So one night
 When she had sung a song to me, ''This you have done for your love-" said "Listen to what he has wrought for theeP Then, unfolding perfumed page,
 "Glorious creature,' began Jovel Such arrows of angry looks
 Never before were shot at man! s'This," she cried, "is maids reward When she has lifted high her voice, Unaware of the critics ear
 Worn by him she called her choice! "Gop' she cried, "and another seek, Not a screecher; or, if she be, One whose temper is far more meek When her lover is far too free" Never a word of my defense
 Moved the maid to forgive my crime. That was the way lost my love, Ere she had heard the half my rhyme.
 Mrs. George Archibald, in Judge.