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EQUAL TO THE EMERGENCY.
How Shorty Smith Succeeded in Recover.
ing His Valuable Mule.

How Shorty Smith Succeeded in Recover
ing His Valuable Mule.
Arizona Miner.
"Shorty" Smith, the boss packer of the
Bradshaw Mountains, while driving his
pack train up the Del Pasco hill, had a very
exciting experience last week. Part of the
mules were loaded with Frue concentrator.
One of the mules, the largest in the train,
was loaded with the long side stills of the con-
centrator. one on each side, and when the
train had got half way up the hill and on
the steepest part of the trail. the mule with
the timbers gave lurch sideways and
landed about 100 feet down the hill and
lodged suspended in the air between two
oak trees about Is feet from the ground.
How to get the mule down was the next
question. But like all great packers,
"Shorty' was equal to the emergency. He
soon took in the situation, rushed up to one
of the mules that had some powder, caps and
fuse in its pack, which he soon fixed SO as
to explode the powder and placed it in the
hollow end of one of the trees. He touched
a match to the fuse and yelled; "Get out of
the road?' and when the shot went off and
the smoke had cleared away "Shorty" looked
around and saw Old Tom (the mule) with
his load all on walking up the hill to the
rest of the train, and not scratch on him.
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further than this, and had always beer
curious to know the conclusion.
"What would you have done, Aunt Susy
what did you expect to do, if they had
attacked you?"
"I'd fit EN-, reckon"
"Well, what did they do? How did you
come out?,'
'Hohl Hob! Hohl Hohl Hohl''
Aunt Susy laughed with sort of vocal
bounce of of each syllable. 1t was inde-
scribably jolly-like falling down stair
way of laughter and sounding every step.
why, we jest fummixed 'em out" said
she, wiping her eyes. ''That little feller-I
liked that little man, an if some of the rest
on 'em d stud by i'm like 1 did we'd run
'tother crowd out, 'stid O. them runnin' us
that little feller jest pulled off his coat
when he see hit looked like fight, an
bout that time some un over in the fur cor
ner of the room hollered out, I'm in fur
THROWN i'm out the winderI
y. SHE WAS LOADED.
!" That's you, Bud Snipes. is it?' says 1.
'Ef yo're wantin' to talk so bad jes' come
out an tell us the hull O. that hog stealth
businessP Bud never said no more, an
never seed him agin that night. But a
hull passel on 'em riz up an started to IDS US.
" You Polk Sayles, come on, says 1.
The sheriff aint. hyer 'th them papers his
got fer We.
Zeb Buchanan, tn aint no barns t.
burn hyeer! This aint shoorely in yoreline.
"'Whar's that Ar'sh pedler 'twuz missed
up yore way las fall, Jim Bales? Come on!
A teller kim jest e.vaporate Ar'sh pedler
nee'n'ta be skeert of Of woman an boyI
When we've hooped us out 20 kin go home
an have er big dinner off n yer neighbor's
chickens and roas'en yers.'
" Don't be hangin' back, 81 Gutredge, ye
low-down, wife-beatin', drunken scoun'l
This yer's just the job for yep
81 wuz bilin' mad, an didn't keer what
I said, an L fairly cussed 'em out Come on,
We dogs! mizzable cowardly houns, all on We!
Thieves, an cutthroats, an drunkards, an
wiie-beaters! Don't stan back fer little
more'n boy, an one OF womanP
THE SPEAKING WENT ON.
'They sorter stopped, an our folks heart
ened up little. Some'un put a pistol in
my hand, 1 looked at my little man, an seed
he had one, too. Them fellers I'd called out
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all his fault he said, he wasn't fit to have
such an angel for wife anyhow-andh he had
refused to kiss her goodby when he came
away, although the face held up to him was
wet with tears.
"He knew she wouldn't 20 to bed without
his kiss me good night She would surely
stand out on the edge of the cut till
we came. Then L knew Jim hadn't
meant us at all. He had just
been swearing at himself by proxy.
He swore and fdgeted until at last the word
came that one side of the Cork run cut had
fallen in ahead of the Panhandle train, and
we were not to wait any longer for it. Then
Jim climbed into the cab and let her go.
Run! 1t was enough to make mans
hair stand. He jerked us around the curves
as il he was cracking whip. Up grade and
down, trestle, bridge or switch-crossing. he
never slackened. The best his old engine
could do was not fast enough. He jawed
his fireman ior not getting steam up faster,
and finally took the shovel and showed him
how to build fre-'me,' as Bill said alter
ward, that had fred for him for three
years and never q cross word
"Then when the engine was doing all she
knew, painting and quivering like blooded
horse that had never felt the lash before,
Jim leaned forward on his seat, bending and
swaying with every vibration, trying to ride
light, craning his neck and lifting himself
like jockey in desperate finish.
$50 at last we swept into the cut. Jim's
hand came off the throttle for the first time
in 40 miles, and went up to the whistle cord.
Oh, we would have put music into its cry
that night, such as no organ chant could
equal for the ears of the little woman be felt
Sc sure was waiting.
His hand touched the cord-there was
Swish as though we had struck something
soft, and the headlight went out.
"The signal whistle changed to shrek,
to shrek Tor brakes. Jim jerked the re-
verse lever back, spilled the sand, and
brought the train up with jolt that flung
people out of their seats knew where We
were to a yard, and grabbed nv lantern
and sprang to the ground.
Jim was coming back with a torch,
looking along the gutter beside the track.
The sweat had stsrted into great black
drops upon his smutty face, and he was
trembling all over.
'"It was back here little ways she
struck" he gasped, hoarsely; L just had my
hand up to whistle when the light went out
The torch dropped from the nerveless
hand that never shook before, but he
staggered on. 1 followed with the lantern.
Jim seemed to want to go first. A little
way back of the train he stopped and
stopped over something lying in the ditch.
When came up he lifted it, and without
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red lead. Let the plates dry for 4S hours,
and then they are ready to be formed" TO
"form," connect up as before described, and
charge for eight hours and then discharge.
After six complete charges and discharges
the plates will be formed" and ready for
use. In this state the paste of the positive
plate ought to have rich brown color,
while the paste OF the negative plate will
have been turned into soft spongy lead,
having blush grey color. The proper
current for charging and dischsrglng is
about four amperes per square foot OF POSI-
tive plate surface. In calculating the sur
face of plate the two sides of the plate
must be taken into account.
One more point to be considered is the re-
lation of pressure to quantity. As with a
reservoir of water, we have so many gallons
Of water flowing per minute under press
ure of so many feet, SO with electricity we
have certain number Of amperes of current
flowing under certain pressure in volts.
With the reservoir, if we want greater
supply of water we must have a larger res
ervoir. or more of them. If we want a
greater pressure we must raise the height OF
the water in the reservoir.
QUANTITY AND PRESSURE.
Similarly with batteries; if we want
quantity we must connect all lthe positive
poles together to make one positive pole,
and all the negatives to make one negative.
Or, five want increased pressure, we must
add together the individual pressures Of
each cell by connecting the positiyepol oi
one cell to the negative of the next, and the
positive Of this to the negative OF the next
following, and SO on. We will then have
lett one positive pole at one end of the
series and a negative pole at the other end,
and the total pressure will be the added
pressures of the individual cells.
Each cell of storage battery, no matter
how many or how few plates it contains, will
give two volts of pressure. Two cells con-
nected in "series," as above, will give four
volts and so on. But the quantity of cur
rent depends upon the number and size ot
the plates in each cell and upon the number
OF cells with similar poles connected, as has
been described.
POWER OF THE BATTERY.
The amperes of current multiplied by the
volts OF pressure will give the energy in
watts, and it takes TAG watts to equal one
horsepower. One hundred pounds of good
storage battery, including acid and cells,
ought to give one horsepower for one hour.
To keep storage battery in good order
never let the battery stand idle more than
three or four days at time. Keep the
plates we'll immersed in the acid, adding
water to compensate for the loss due to evap-
oration-and never let the plates stand out
of the acid long enough to drv. Complete
charge is attained when gas is given off
freely and to such an extent that the acid
looks almost mild-white, due to the fine
bubbles. In this state the cells will spray a
little. This spray, however, is easily con-
fined by using glass covers.
SCIRE FACIAS.
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ostlers in the adjacent news made merry
with banded jests. It seemed too tine
morning for the COLLATION. of Scotch ballads;
and so, indeed, it proved to be, for about IL
o'clock the door across the way was opened
and out came Mr.. Bethune and his grand
daughter into the wintry sunlight Maisrie
did not look up. The two were talking to-
gether as they went along the little thorough
fare and turned into Park street. The next
moment Vim Harris had snatched up his hat
and gloves and was off in pursuit
But he did not seek to overtake them.
On the contrary, he kept as wide . space
between them and him as he had done be-
fore he had ever dared to address them; and
yet the distance was not so great but that
he could observe Maisrie's every gesture and
the graceful motion of every step. She
wore those hanging sleeves, too, that had
hidden his arm on the preceding night
those hanging sleeves that had allowed her
to say something In secret to him, even
amid the noise and movement of Q great
crowd. And now that he saw her actual
self instead of the vague phantom of his
reveries, he plucked up courage. Yes, she
must have known what she was doing.
Those were flesh and blood fingers that had
taken hold of his; when she raised his hand
to her heart, it could not have been alto
gether through inadvertence. Once or twice
q wild fancy got into his head that here and
now he would hasten forward, and seize her
arm, as if by right, and say, 'Maisrie, there
is no need of words between US; I am here
at your side, and mean to remain here.
Whatever that message meant, claim you
as mine And then again he drew back.
What If there were some mistake? Hyde
Park did not seem fitting place for ex-
plantations. Aud then, her grandfather
might be more than astonished.
Yet hour after hour of this terrible day
went by, and brought him no nearer to the
discovery he longed for. When Maisre and
her grandfather returned from their stroll
through the park the young man went back
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dences Of dates and figures, and OF warnings
disregarded unto death.
The night came down about US talk ing,
and the low swish-swash of the invisible
ocean sighed up out of the darkness as
though it might come from the feshless
lips Of the myriad drowned.
AT length Tom Watson said: "I don't
know that ever told you I was once rail-
road CONDUCTOR"
The opportunity to smile was good for the
creeping marrow of our spines. If there is
3 man Of mature years and ordinary hearing
to whom Thomas Watson has not told some
story of those DAYS when be was conductor,
that man should get introduced to Mr.. Wat
son and no longer be a stranger in this big
world.
"Well, was" he continued, "and Jim
Eastfall was my engineer for II years. Jim
was q tough little runt of fellow, not over
12O pounds, but 119 of it sand, with just a
scant pound of skin for wrapper. There
was no kind of chance that he wouldn't
take in those DAYS. Didn't believe in any
thing much but his steam gauge. Super
stitions be laughed at. You might have
pIastered his engine all over with No. lbs
G1d be would have taken 13 cars out on
friday night and guaranteed be would
make up an hours time between Pittsburg
aud Altoona and laugh at the new moon
over his left shoulder This was before the
night I am going to tell you about.
Il ought to have told you Jim mad wife
that be couldn't have loved more if she had
been his engine.
Whatever hour of the night we passed
their house he always whistled for her,
short whistle and long one, repeated. They
seemed TO say all r-i-g-h-tp good n-i-g-h-tP
His Molly didn't often 60 to sleep without
it. but sometimes we were very late and she
had to (for schedules weren't then the
regular things they are now). She heard it
ANYHOW, she said, and it brought her
pleasant dreams. She called it 'Jim's kiss
me good night
They lived just above the cut, out by
Radebsugh tunnel, and when it wasn't too
late at night she used to come out to the
edge of the cut with lantern and swing it
10 US in answer to the whistle. 1t was
never the safest place to stand, for the shale
was always slipping down with the jar of
the passing trains, especially after rain,
but there was no use talking to her of dam
Ger. 'Jim's engine would never run over
me- she said, and then she would laugh,
and pretend to be jealous OF it, and say may
be il would.
ut had poured down rain all that day.
There was a landslide out the Panhandle
and we had to wait two hours at PIttsburg
for our western connection. Jim be-
gan grumbling at o'clock, which
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on their loug-projeeted tour. He turned to a
map OF the United States, and sought out
Omaha; Maisrie's birthplace was not dis
tinguished by any difference of type, and yet
he regarded those five letters with a curious
interest and fascination. He recalled his
having stood on the heights of Council
Bluffs, and looked across the yellow Mis-
souri,; and now he marveled that he could
have contemplated the wide, struggling city
with comparative indifference. Perhaps, by
diligent seeking on the morrOw-for the
capital of Nebraska is an i'm portant place
he might even in London discover a photo
graph or two to put on his mantel-shelf; and
then he could stand opposite and say, why,
Maisrie must have passed that railway
station many a time" or "Maisrie must
often have looked up to the spire of the
High School, there on the hill. To think
that he had been twice in Omaha-without
caring-without knowing! And so bis eyes
rested on this little word in the middle Of
the big map; but his Imagination was far
away.
"Well, the longest night must have an
end; and yet the new dawn brought no sur
cease to his anxieties; for how was he TO
have an opportunity of speaking with Mais-
rie alone? He was up in the little Mayfair
street betimes, and made some pretense of
beginning work; but that was soon aban-
doned. He could not keep his eyes on any
book or paper when there were those two
windows over the way. When would she
appear there to water the chrysanthemums
in the little balcony? II she accidentally
caught sight of him, might not some tell
tale flush reveal all he wanted to know? Or
| she might be coming out on some errand-
so that he could quickly follow her? Or
perhaps her grandfather might be going to
the library, leaving her at home BY herself?
The door of the house opposite grew to be as
fascinating as the windows; unknown posi-
bilities might be sprung upon him at any
moment.
1t was quite cheerful morning-for LON
don in November. If pale mists hung
about the thoroughfares. at least some trace
of blue was disaernible overhead; and on
the panes of the higher windows the SUM-
light shone here and there dull cleaning
gold. The butchers boy whistled loudly
as he marched by; the cabman ficked at
his horse out OF mere good humor; the
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SUBSTITUTE FOR BUTTER.
The Latest Seems to be n Slight Improve
ment on Butferine.

The Latest Seems to be n Slight Improve
ment on Butferine.
According to the Boston Medical and
Surgical Journal. M. Heckel and Schlag-
denhauffer have discovered and reported
upon certain Spanish broom-like bush,
native of the west coast of Africa, which
belongs to the Polygala family, and to
which they have given the specific name of
butyracea. The native name of the bush is
Malonkang or Ankalaki. Its seeds yield
17.5 per cent of yellowish butter-like fat
of a very agreeable nutty flavor, and which
could we'll serve as a substitute for butter.
The fat softens between 2So and 800 O.,
b eginning to melt at $50. but does not be-
come fluid below $40. Upon cooling, it
remains fluid for long time, only begin
ming to solidify at $50. when it regains its
original consistency. It saponifes very
easily with alkalies, and contains 31.5 per
cent. olein, 4.S per cent. free palmitic acid,
57.54 per cent. palmitin, and GIG per cent
myristin. 1t contains small quantities of
formic and acetic acids, but no butyric or
valerianic acid, and therefore it does not
easily become rancid.
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WHAT MUsTACHEs TELL,
An Odd System of Character Reading From
the HirHute Adjournment.

An Odd System of Character Reading From
the Hirsute Adornment.
There is great deal of character in the
mustache, says the Northwest Magazine
As the form of the upper lip and in the re-
gions about it has largely to do with the
feelings, pride, seli-reliance. manliness,
vanity and other qualities that give self
control, the mustache is more particularly
connected with the expression of those quail
ties or the reverse.
When the mustache is ragged and, as it
were, flying hither and thither. there is a
lack of proper selfcontrol. When it is
straight and orderly the reverse is the
case, other things, of course, taken into ac-
count.
II there is a tendency to curl at the outer
ends of the moustache, there is tendency
to ambition, vanity or display. When the
curl turns upward there is geniality, CON-
bined with love of appreciation; when the
inclination is downward there is a more
sedate turn of mind not tunaccompanled with
gloom.
1t is worthy of remark that good-natured
men will, in playing with the mustache, in
varlably give it an upward inclination,
whereas cross-grained or morose men will
pull it obliquely downward.
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hold! that scrawl slowly disappeared, and in
its place picture grew into existence.
He seemed to recognise the big
gray building was it not the
mansion-house Of Balloray7-and we'll he
knew the figure of the tall young girl with
the long. flowing hair, who, in riding habit,
came out on to the terrace, above the wide
stone steps. Is this her grandfather, proud
featured, light-hearted, with the same un-
daunted demeanor as of old, come to wave
her goodby? The splendor Of the morning
is all around her; there is a white road out
side the grounds. and an avenue of beech
trees dappled with sun and shade; when
she vanishes into that wonderland Of foliage,
she seems to take the light of the day away
with her. And again, what further mira
Gle is this? Another vision interposes, and
at length becomes dominant; and this one
is very different; this one Is of street in
Toronto. And here also is q young girl;
but now she Is all in black; and she is all
alone-she knows not one OF those passers-
By. Pale and pensive she walks on; her
eyes are downcast; perhaps she is thinking
Of wide intervening seas, and of her loneli-
ness, and OF one who used to be her friend.
Tears?-but Of what avail are these, here in
this strange city?-they are only a confession
of lplessness-perhaps of despair.
Vincent Harris got up and walked about
the room; at this rate the members of the
Mendover Free Library Association were
not likely to receive much instruction. And
indeed he did not return to that sheet OF
foolscap; his brain could conjure up quite
sufficient visions of the future without hav-
ing recourse to any palimpsest discoveries;
while as for his haud-well, perhaps the
hand that Maisrie had held over her heart
for one wild, breathIess moment, was little
too unsteady to use pencil. If only the
hours would 60 byia. He tried to read-and
could not. He got hold of map of Scot
land, and traced out the line of travel he
should like TO follow II Maisrie and her
grandfather and himself should ever start
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CHAPTER XII.
INTERPOsITION,

Yes, she had come near-so near that she
seemed to absorb his very life. He could
think of nothing but her. As he walked
away down through the dark streets he im-
agined her to be still by his side; he tried to
fancy he could detect some faint perfume of
sandalwood in the surrounding air; his
right hand tingled yet with the touch Of
her warm, interclasping fingers. And il at
one moment his heart beat high with the
assurance that she had confessed her love
and given herself to him, the next he
tortured himself with vague alarms, and
wondered how the long night was to be got
through, before he could go up to her in the
morning, and challenge her to speak. ALI
the future was filled with her; and there
again he saw himself by her side, the strong
and confident protector of this poor alien
waif And yet If he had mistaken that
mute little declaration of hers? What if,
after all, it was merely a timid expression,
involuntary and unpremeditated, of her
friendship, her kindness, her gratitude?
Well, he Knew he could get no confrma-
tion Of either his audacious hopes or his de-.
pressing fears until the next day; and as the
alienation between the moods was altogether
maddening thing, he resolved to seek re-
lief and distraction. As soon as he got to
his own room down in Grosvenor Place be
took out foolscap sheet OF paper which had
certain pencilings on it. These formed, in
fact, an outline sketch Of lecture which he
had undertaken to deliver before the Men
dover Free Library Association; and it was
high time he was getting on with it, tor the
meeting was to be held In the following
week. But strange things happened with
this sheet of paper. Apparently the pen
ciled heading wss 1.-THE Unscrupulousness
of Wealth." but the longer he looked at the
title, the more clearly did it spell out
'tMaisrie Bethune." The sub-headings, too,
began to reveal hidden mysteries. Here
was one which on the face of it read "Cir-
cumstances in which tine capitalist may be-
come tyrant in spite of himself" But be-
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word turned around into the light of the
lantern. 1t was-"Tom stopped, as though
something was choking him, and then went
on, though with gurgle in his throat that
we all guessed the meaning Oft was a
chunk of a tree top that had slipped down
from the top of the cut and wiped the head
light off the engine
There was no sound for full minute, ex-
eept that silly gurgling giggle in Toms
throat but there was one Of us who asked.
with lingering wistfulness. at length:
"But-his wife-you know
"Oh," responded that wretch, Thomas
Watson, didn't tell you had told jim
she was no fool? She was in bee, and asleep,
suppose. 1 never happened to ask"
CARINE MCLEAN,