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Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

from eating the straw, and then she is
left to herself, for nap or reverie
At noon the bandages are taken
off, and she gets drink of water.
never cold. At one o'clock comes
a dinner of two quarts of oats,
and at 2, another walk in the ring.
Lunch is at 80, and consists of two
pounds of hay, clean of every hint of
refuse. Supper is at p. m, warm
mash of quart of boiled oats and two
quarts of bran. While the mash is.
cooling the beauty's beautiful feet are
filled with oiled meal and bran, beaten
with a little salt to the consistency of
putty; this Is sru1fed into the bottoms
OF the hoofs, not to soften them, but to
cool them and supply the moisture
they would secure if she were allowed
to tramp in the wet pasture like no.
tlme-at-all sort of mare.
If bad weather has kept her indoors
some time, the feet are put in wet
swabs to keep off fever, for moisture is
absolutely necessary. Her feet in or.
der, slight massage, and Miss Maud
goes down on her fore-knees stretches
her beautiful form out at full length.
blinks her blue-brown eyes, yawns.
and is off to horse heaven. Tom Nc.
keon, her groom, says that she talks
III her sleep and occasionally has a
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

"She will suffer sol" at will be so
hard for her when she grows up!" said
the aunts, mournfully.
"Now, my dears, Just listen to me-"
said cheerful Edith. "She will be sor-
ry, and sometimes mortified when she
remembers she's not like other people,
but she will have great many COM
pensations.
Look at me! I've stumped through
life on helpless limbs, and the conse-
quence is that trust the world and
love it. Other people get blue, and
say they can't believe in people. 1 re-
ceive so much kindness every day /
know that the world is full of warm,
loving hearts. When l make Jour-
ney, L find the merest strangers willing
to carry my bundles, check my bag
gage, help me into the cars, and give
me the best places.
I've heard some of you complain of
the railway men who have no hesitation
in running you down with a baggage
truck. Those same men push the
truck up to me, and ask if l won't get
on and ride to the car or carriage.
Teamsters pull up their horses to let
me cross the street. Walters in hotels
give me seat near The door, so that /
need not walk further than is absolute
ly necessary, and in the summer, when
we are in the country, not farmer
passes me without begging me to ride.
Nov, all this is because | am lame.
The very sight of my misfortune ap-
ipeals to every heart, and the conse-
Iquence is that, as / have told you,
believe in the world and the warmth of
its sympathies. That baby will have
the same experience. The wind will
be tempered to her in precisely the
same way, and when she is thirty, as 1
am, she will say, why, it's beautiful
world ?"
BLESS you, DEAR" said grandma,
warmly, Il shouldn't wonder mite if
she did"
And they were comforted, remember
ing the mercy of God in making merci-
full people.-Youth'S Companion.
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

At the age of twenty-one years Will
lam Cullen Bryant was licensed to
practice law in the courts of Massa-
chusetts. 1t was not the calling for
which he was fitted; his nature was
too shy and sensitive for the life of con-
fict by which lawyers win fame and
fortune; but law seemed to him the
readiest means of earning his Rread,
while literature, to which he -Sould
gladly have devoted himself, offered
him the scantiest support.
While he and his father and the
other members of the family were dis
cussing where he should nail up the
sign of "William G. Bryant, Attorney
at Law" he walked over the hills to
Plainfeld, small village four or five
miles distant from Cummington, where
his father resided. The motive for the
journey was to see what inducements
the village offered for the practice OF
his profession.
He felt "yery forlorn and desolate, "
for the world seemed dark and his fu-
ture uncertain. The sun had set in a
sea of chrysolite and opal, and he
stopped to contemplate the brilliant
sky. Suddenly he saw solitary wa
terfowl winging its way along the ho-
rizon, and watched it until it was lost
in the distance.
The contemplation gave him such a
stimulus that he went on with new
strength and courage, and when he
reached the house where he was to
stay for the night, he sat down and
wrote the lines, "To Waterfowl" ="
the concluding verse of which expresses
the hope impaired to him by the flight
of the lone wanderer:
He who from zone to zone,
Guides through the boundless sky thy certain
flight.
In the long way that must tread alone,
VIII lead my steps Alright
Mr.. Bigelow's Life of Bryant" to
which we are indebted for the story OF
the POEMS origin also tells an -anec-
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

gence of wise human, the health OF
an athlete, and record without an
equal. Her quarters" are one and a
half inches higher than her withers,
which gives her the greyhound sweep,
speed and grace. No piece of satin de
Lyon ever compared with the lustrous
gloss of her dress. In half-hght it
is merely brown, fine and shining, but
in the splendor of sunlight it is cop
perry, with the warm, reddish tints Of
ochre and gold brought out in repousse
work. She is peerless.
No belle of the fashionable world
receives more or better attention.
Fancy hand massage for horse !!
That's what Miss Maud gets every
morning after her bath to quicken the
circulation, and just before going to
bed to make her sleep. 1t is not an
all-round-rub-any- ny-way movement, but
careful circuitous motion along her
legs and down her tapering ankles.
Across her body it is with the grain,
stroke after stroke of the palm of the
hand, until every pore of her beautiful
skin is excited to action and her nut
brown coat shines with natures lubri-
eating polish.
Maud S, is up at 6 a. m. every dav.
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

1t is vain to suppose that uncivilized
races will get good from our teaching,
and ignore the evil involved in our ex-
ample. Bishop Whipple, who gives in
the North An,erica7a Reuie,o an ac-
count OF his experience among Mime
sofa Indians, says that the Dacotahs
once held scalp-dance near the mis-
sion house. The Bishop was indignant.
He went to Wabasha, the chief, and
said:
"Wabasha, you asked me for mis-
sionary and teacher. / gave them to
you. I visit you, and the first sight is
this brutal scalp dance. l knew the
Chippewa whom your young man have
murdered His wife is crying for her
husband, his children are asking for
their father. Wabasha, the Great
Spirit hears his children cry. He is
angry. Some day he will ask Wa
basha, Where is your red brother?'"
The old chief smiled, drew his pipe
from his mouth, and said
White man go to war with his own
brother in the same country; kill more
men than Wabasha can count in all his
life. Great Spirit smiles; says, Good
white man He has my book. I love
him very much. L have good place
for him by and by The Indian is
wild man. He has no Great Spirit
book. He kills one man; has scalp
dance. Great Spirit is mad and says,
Bad Indian l put him in bad place
by and by Wabasha don't believe it.
The Indian has keen sense of
humor, and never fails to see the weak
points in his adversary's armor.
Old Shah -bah-skong, the head chief
of Mile Lac, brought all his warriors
to defend Fort Ripley, in 1862. For
this act he was promised the special
protection of Government, and told that
his people should never be removed. A
few years later, an agent was sent from
Washington to ask the Ojibways to-
cede their land, move north and settle
on worthless strip of ground.
This man called council of Indians,
and said to them, "My red brothers,
your great father has heard how you
have been wronged. He said, Il will
send them an honest man. He looked
in the North, the South, the East, and
the West. When he saw me he said,
This is the honest man whom will
send to my red children Brothers,
look at me. The winds of fifty-fve
years have blown over my head, and
silvered it with gray, and in all that
time have never done wrong to any
man. As your friend, 1 ask you to sign
this treaty"
Old Shah-bah-skong sprang to his
feet and said, contemptuously:
my friends. look at me- The winds
of more than fifty winters have blown
over my head and silvered it with gray,
but they have not blown my brains
away"
The council was ended.
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03
White and Deaf.

Mr.. Harrison Weir. President of the
National Cat Club, England, says in
his book, "Our Cats" that white cat
of the long or short haired breed is
likely to be deaf. Should it have blue
eyes, the fancy color, it is almost Ger
tain to be deaf.
Mr.. Weir, at cat show, purchased
white cat, beauty, loving and gen
tie, for the low price of two guineas,
When he got it home the cat proved te
be "stone deaf"
Then the trouble began. If shut ont
of the dining-room, its cry for admis.
sion could be heard all over the house,
for, being deaf, it did not know the
noise it made, though its owner often
wished that it could hear its own cry.
When it called out as it sat on his lap,
it called with ten-cat power, and its
commanding voice caused it to be
named the Colonel"
One day friend saw the "beauty,'
and admired it so much as to accept it
as a gift, even after being told that il
was "stone deaf" A few days after
Mr.. Weir received letter from the
friend, offering to return the loud
voiced cat.
"Give it to any one you please, but
don't return it to u.s." was the reply.
The Colonel" was given to a deaf
old lady, and both were happy.
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03
Do Right for Rights Sake.

We are in receipt of letter asking
us, What makes people do right"
How under the sun does the writer
of this epistle suppose we know what
causes influence people in doing right
if, indeed, anybody does do right,
which we might be seriously inclined
to doubt if we took stock" in the uni
versal Cry about the wickedness of this
day and generation.
We have asked some people of our
acquaintance the question. and find
that most of them do right because
they expect to be rewarded for it, At
least they have quoted to us innumer-
able texts Of Scripture bearing ON that
point, and all pointing toward the re-
wards of the just.
Now, it strikes us that this is an in
finitely selfish way of doing things. If
you feed Mrs. A., who is starving, be-
cause you expect, either in this world
or the next, to be rewarded for it, you
are only selling your good deeds for a
price. You are not pitiful of her suffer-
ings, you are not charitable toward her
because it is your duty, but simply
because you expect that you will real
ize benefit from your benevolence.
Is this true charity? Is this love
toward your neighbor? Is this the
spirit of the Divine Master, who taught
us to do unto others as we would they
should do unto us?
1t seems to us that the only true way
of doing right is for rights sake. With
out an eye to the rewards, or to the
punishments, which may await us, to
deal justly and mercifully with every
living thing, to do no act of malice, to
wound the feelings of no one intention
ally, to let no selfish love of ease, or
pleasure, deter us from what we deem
way to do right.
We may be in error, but it strikes us
that it is rather little soul which is
continually looking out for rewards, or
dreading the punishments.
1t is like making bargain, and say
ing, if 1 will be good you will reward
me, thus and so; and if am bad, then
I must look out for chastisement.
We do not like that kind of doctrine.
We want to do right, not because it is
respectable; not because we shall fare
better for so doing in this world; not
because we shall be happier hereafter
for it; not because people will talk
about us if we do not; not because we
belong to the church, and our minister
breaches it, but because it is right to
do right, and because God has COM
manded us to do it.
And to the man properly constituted
there is no happiness like that which
comes from right actions, guided by
right motives. And whatever may be
that mans theology, he is on the right
road if he does right for rights sake. -
Kate Thorn, IN Nelc York Weekly.
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

all vicious and dangerous, without a
redeeming feature; No is of almost
equally vile disposition; No. 3, sly,
tricky beast; No. 4, a dull plodding,
lazy animal; No. 8, a lively, intelli-
gent nag, requiring steady control !;
and No. 6, an honest, knowing, earn
est horse.
But of horses, as of men, one cares
only to think or write of the best, and
of the best only will | write. 1 would
sing the praises of the war horse, so
dear to the trooper. Hear how the old
cavalry-man puts it in homely verse to
the love of his heart, "Black Bess:"
Old girl, that has carried me far and fast,
On paving hoofs that were never loath,
Our gallop to-day may be our last,
For me- or for thee or perchance for both
As II tighten your girth do you nothing daunt?
When you catch glimpse OF the forming line,
And now the artillery move to the front,
Hast thou never a qualm, Black Bess OF mine?
1t is dainty to see you sdle and start
AS we move to the battles cloudy marge,
And to feel the swell of your wakening heart
When our sonorous bugles sound the charge.
At the scream of shells and roll of drums, .
You You feign to be frightened with roguish glance,
But up the green slopes where the bullet huns
Coquettishly, darling, know you'll dance.
your SKIN is satin, your nostrils red,
Your eyes like n birds, or u loving girls;
And, from delicate fetlock to knowing head
throbbing vein-cordage about you curls.
ON 10Y OF my nvnrUt II you uney stay,
lt,s little for triumph or rout care,
For there isn't, in all the world TODAY
Such dear little bride wise love OF marc .
But war, let us be thankful, is over
for us, and it is to "the turf" we 90
to-day for beauty and brains on hoofs.
Washington Park Track and the
West Side Course are now attracting
the thousands who love noble horses.
The season is open and weeks of pure
enjoyment are before humans and ami
mails alike. Our illustrations tell their
own story; no need to write line in
explanation.
To explain, however, how real man
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03
by Ton Yards.

A danger escaped often alarms far
more than one endured. "If I'd ha'
knowd how hard 'twould be to live
through EN-" said an old lady, in re-
counting her troubles, "I never should
ha' lived" Among the Selkilk
Glaciers" contains the description of
narrow escape in their icy Businesses:
As we descended the glacier, we
stopped, when We had accomplished
five hundred feet, to take a reading of
the thermometer, and found that the
temperature was eight degrees lower
than at the summit of the pass.
Further down it felt still colder. Our
tracks were quite visible till we came
to steep part of the glacier, where
the snow was blown off the ice, and
numerous crevasses stood wide open.
Finally we reached natural gateway
in the cliff, and quilted the glacier.
Then came the descent along the top
OF the moraine, and down to its lower
termination.
The ice of the main glacier had been
broken down the moraine, and some
crevasses formed regular ice caves,
easy of access. Not wishing to get our
clothes wet, as we had no way of dry
ing them, and needing them to sleep in
at night, We proposed sleeping in one
lof these ice caves, and giving the
weather chance to clear.
We were, of course, aware of the
danger of stones falling from the ice
above, so no doubt the idea was totally
lacking in that prudence with which
the traveller shouldalways be equipped.
However we got our lesson.
We had just diverged from our
track, and were making our way over
some debris to get to the cave, when
crash came down ten tons of rocks and
ice from the glacier above, right across
its mouth.
If we had been ten yards further
This thought flashed through our
minds simultaneously, and was ex-
pressed in our faces as our eye met.
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

News came that baby had been
born in the Nelson household, dear
little girl, with blue eyes, but, alas !
with misshapen foot that would cause
her to limp all her life. When grand
ma read the message she went to her
own room without word, and the
young aunts busted themselves with
their work, looking suspiciously moist
about the eyes. That night, however,
Edith Lee came limping in with her
two crutches, and was told all about
it, because she was the dear family
friend and knew all the home secrets.
And you feel dreadfully about it,
don't you ?" asked she, patting one of
grandma's withered hands.
Yes, my dear, we do; how could we
help it ?"
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

men, so there are horses and horses,
and types of every degree of meanness
can be found among both the two and
the four legged beasts, as well as those
perfect creations, human and animal,
endowed with every mental and phys
ical grace and virtue constituting per-
lection.
The head and face of a horse are as
indicative of the character and disposi-
tion of the animal as are the skull forma-
tion and physiognomy of man, and the
skilled can as easily read both, can
trace resemblance between the two,
and quickly note similarity OF express
sion.
In cut No. l, here given, is a brute,
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

drink water another horse had left
She has never, so far as known, felt
the lash of whip. The day she
broke the record and beat the world
her driver lashed the shafts of the
sulky to urge her, but her flesh or hair
was never touched She would break
her heart if struck in anger and prob
ably break the bones and life of the
man who struck her-and serve him
right.
When Maud S. travels it is in a spe-
cial car, coupled to passenger train,
and two men go to attend her. A trip
that costs a human passenger 40 cents
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

cares for true horse, I want the
reader to visit, on paper, the home of
the "Queen of the Turf" Maud S., and
the daily life of the beauty, and the
reader never has and never will come
into more honest companionship.
Her ladyship lives on West Fifty
fifth street, in New York City, in a
stately brick building with white stone
trimmings, a mansard roof and a front
age Of fifty feet. The interior of her
dwelling Is perfection. She is Sweet
sixteen" and a Kentucky high-born
beauty from the crown of her dainty
head to the tip of her flowing tail She
has the majestic grace of a queen, the
gentleness of tender girl, the intelli-
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

touch OF nightmare, then he comforts
her with caresses, rearranges her
blankets and rubs her breast until she
drops into quiet slumber. After
drive the lady is blanketed and taken
around the ring to cool off, her back
is then rubbed down with quart OF
rum, her legs are washed, but not one
drop OF water goes on her shoulders or
back; her ankles are bandaged and
she lies down for snooze.
If the brown beauty is not in perfect
trim, she is dosed, ALPHABETICALLY. She
is given six drains of aloes to reduce
fat; the drug is put in the center of a
ball, size of a marble, made Of ginger,
to warm and prevent gripes. and oiled
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03
Not Even Standing Room.

Friend-What luck did you have
with your show last night?
Thespian-Why, we had to turn lots
of people away. They couldn't even
get standing room in the house.
F.-You don't say? You feel fiat
tered, doubtless, over such success?
T.-Not exactly. You see, the owner
of the hall wouldn't open the doors
without being paid in advance, so
neither the company nor the audience
could get in.
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

she wunts to see the city, an he ses
mebby he'll sturt dancin class; land
sakes! l wush he wood, an then 1 cud
larn to Dance" ses she, a eatin anuther
gem fur her brekfus. "Ive alw'ys Jest
pined fur to larn how to dance"
"Yes, you'd cut purity figger," ses
dance, why I'd think Burnim's big
elephant Good" an he lodged as she
threw a muttun rib at him, but it hit
him on to the year, an he hopped
aroun an hollered.
"Youch you've busted my year pan
for Shore I KANT here mite outin
thet year! I'll hev you sude for dam
midge, l swow 1 will"
YOU'D make a good dancin techer,"
ses Sally, you're so lively"
But he wus kindly huffed an went off
down to the store.
90, Rhody, wunt you let me hev
Tommy's dog to go long with me when
Mr.. Cruckshin an me goes out walk
in ?" ses Sally, purity quick.
"I've herd O. folks thet wanted dog
to keep the boys away" ses Rhody,
"but 1 don't see why you shud mead
one when Cruckshin is along"
90, you don't understand; cts fur
stile. I wunt him to no thet no what
stile is" ses she.
well, l don't no es L keer, but
Tommie ull raise Cain eff emmy one elts
tetches his purp, an he's so wild dun
no es you kin do ennything with him,
no how" ses Rhody, es she went out
y,,f hn Ii tpl, To lra
An so Sally she hunted Tommy up
an baiged an pied with him till he
finely agreed to let her take him, pur-
vidin she Good ketch him, if she'd give
him 10 sents.
So she got peace O. rope frum the
calls halter an called, "yer Twist, yer
Twist" thet was the dogs name; but
he woodnt kim fur her, SO she run him
under the porch an crawled PARKWAY
in after him; she cot him by the tale
an hind laig an pulled him out, but he
yalped awful. She got the roap onto
him arfter while an tide him up to a
post into the back yard an give him
sum cole vittles, but he woodnt eat o
bite.
Directly arfter dinner Mister Cruck-
shin cum he looked uglier, and slim
mer an grayer then ever. Mis- Boggs
was settin in the parlor waitin fur
him, an every littl bit the dog in the
back yard nd Civ yowl.
"See hear, Mis- Boggs," ses Tommy,
a pol1in his he'd in to the dore, WHARF
Sally an her bow wus settin, "ef you
hurt my dorg you'll hev to gimme
anuthern." Purity soon they started,
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

since last fall it has rained and been
muddy almost necessarily and unin-
terruptedley. Corn is just being
planted; oats are drownin, but still
monopolies are furshing. Wheat so
cents at the station, n butter 10, eggs
10, while on the other hand coffe is 25
and sugar is still cornered. Some
thin's got to be done, or bust. Farmers
alliance to the rescue!l Alliances are
forming all over the State Miller
Purvis is organizin EN- right left.
Farmers are wakin up, it's high time.
Invent to hear Purvis the other night.
On my way over had to cross ragin
streem on log. On this particular
evening the streem was howlin. The
water came up to the log almost. 1!
got down n crawld carefully out over
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

is s25 for her ladyship's transportation.
Maud S. cost Mr.. Robert Bonner
$4,000. He has been offered 800, 900
for her; he would as soon think of sell
ing one of his sons. No money can
buy her.
This is an exceptional case of an
exceptional horse, with an exceptional
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03
THE GALENA STATUE OF GRANT.

Herewith is given copy of the stat
ne to be erected in Galena, ILL.,, by Fl.
FL. Kohlsaat of Chicago. 1t is to be
cast in bronze, about eight feet high,
the pedestal to be ten feet high. The
city of Galena has decided to purchase
two blocks of land in the center of the
city, tear down the buildings upon
them, and make a pleasure resort Of
about six acres, which is to be known
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

l come up finally and
struck out bravely
for TIL e s h hore.
With Herculaneean
efforts L grabbed a
root and pulled my
self on land more
alive than dead, but
the adventure had
dampened my spirits
for the night, and
as L wended my
weary way home my
reflections were to
the effect that there
is many a slip q
'twixt the cup and
l L got on dry clothes
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

He s g q so n is
'on." BY t h e
season L mean
+ h at period of
the year that con-
denses within its
limits the hours
and days priced
by hors Q m g n;
and by "horse-
men" 1 do not
m e a n Shorsey"
men. turf = gam
Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1890-07-03

blers, "book- makers, and fellows of
that ilk, but honest men who love
horses as honest horses love true men
and women.
OF course. as there are men and