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Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

Young Doctor ION his wedding tour
-Wifey, dear, just look at that pecul-
lar blending of colors in the sky. The
cloud overhanging yonder peak is ex-
actly the color of a diseased liver
Figaro In Wien.
A Sermon ON the small Boy.
The average boy is a discoverer as far
outranking Stanley as Stanley outranks
a garden mole. Point me to a paint
pot. however discarded and presum-
ably emptied it may be. which the boy
will not discover and embellish himself
with. Show me a nail, h%owsoever hid
den, which he will not find and pro-
coed to rend his garments on. Take
me to a spot in the garden where a
credulous relative has planted sweet
pea seed, in the fond anticipation Of
floral return of purple, pink and white,
which the boy, in company with the
hen, has not devastated. Have you
buried the family catl Give the boy a
chance and he will resurrect the re-
mains
Have you found a place to hide the
garden rake and seclude the hoe and
the spadel He will find them. And
yet / adore him, provided there is no
malice in his mischief | love 10 have
him around II he is truthSul and
brave and pure there is not a trick he
plays nor a destructive thing he does
that is not the very spice and pepper
to my broth Of life. 1t is kicking
against the pricks to try and keep a
boy spick and spandy-give it NJ 70
far as the exterior goes, for who cares
for a dude under the age Of tent
But see to it, l charge and double
charge you, that you abate not your
efforts by day MOI by night to keep his
soul clean and his thoughts pure. It is
not soiled hands and rent trousers, a
brimless hat and grimy shoes. that evil
dence the boys character and training.
it is the language he uses and the things
he finds TO laugh at, the avoidance Of
cruel sports and the championship Of
defenseless and timid things, that set
the trade mark on your boys value in
the sight of heaven Chicago Herald
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

all the meats were horse Of various
dressings. | sampled it as venison and
as bear meat, and found the deception
plausible, and | have been credibly
informed that at many Paris restau-
rants horse flesh is actually served as
venison, SO my experience with it may
be even wider than | am aware. AT
any rate the choice between the horse
steaks of The Honest Man cafe and
the so called beefsteaks of the Boule-
ward restaurants is more one Of fashion
and custom that of actual taste.-Al-
fred Tumble in New York Epoch.
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19
OF LANDlNG NETS.
A Sarcastic Isaac Walton Describes Bis
Experience with Them.


A sarcastic Isaac Walton Describes Bis
Experience with Them.
Anglers will hear with tempered en-
thusiasm that a new landing net has
been invented. The impossibility OF
doing either with or without a landing
net reminds the learned of what the
Roman sage remarked about wives
With no landing e how are you to
secure a fish, either where the banks
are steep and grassy or where you have
to wade far out from the beachf The
first problem occurs in the Test and most
southern streams; the second in large
waters like the Tweed and Eden. In the
former case you bring your trout to
submission, but how are you to lay
hands on himl The moral victory il
yours. You have beguiled and dom
mated a subtle and spirited opponent.
But the base world refuses 10 credit
the triumph unless you have the trout
to show. Generally you bring him TO
the edge of the bank and then try, very
gingerly, TO lift him by the gut. Then
ne gives a plunge, the hook leaves its
hold and of he goes. The plan of lead
ing him into a ditch and walking half a
mile to the head of the ditch, where he
may be stranded, is tedious and undig
nifed.
In wading far out from the beach il
is laborious and unsafe to wade all the
way back, but it is very difficult TO
i -..,4 &, ..sI.t-oov N.r+b.-,
anglers. therefore, use landing nets
nearly half as long as the rod, which
they carry in the left hand, a WEAKNESS
to the flesh, though a staff and com
fort in wading.
The southern has invented many
lodges. There are telescope net han
dies, which should shoot out to the
requisite length if everything goes well.
There are nets with hinges and springs
which rust, and refuse at critical mo
ments TO open or shut. Then the ma
chine has to be carried suspended to
something, and when you most need it
it is said you cannot unhitch it. There
you stand, the rod in one hand, and
fighting for dear life with your landing
net. Or the wretched thing gets I'M
hitched when not wanted and falls on
the long grass, which you do not dis
cover till you most need It's assistance.
A landing net is always in the way
when not wanted, and out of the v9y
when most in demand The new s0e
lis suspended from the shoulder By
the web band" of the creel, but a creel
is as great a burden as a landing net,
and is usually empty. Here are the
plain, simple directions for use: Catch
hold Of the handle with your left hand,
pulling it up at right angles TO you,
with the net held closely between the
left arm and body then, with thumb
and forefinger (still using the left
hand, undo the catch, pull. turn
and push, and it is free" Verify,
this does not read like an easy task for
a man, fustered by that rare
event, the hooking of a large trout.
Perhaps the best plan, after all, is the
northern M Of carrying a simple land
ing net in the hand, or let us loose the
trout when we have established our
moral superiority. and discard impedi-
menta London Saturday Review.
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

Thick. rawhide sandals on his feet,
A bronze rel figure. fu- OF grace.
Injured alike 10 cola and hest
He stands. the flower of hLs race;
Broad in the chest. with lower limb
Symmetrical end hard and slim,
With breech clout STEPPED in somber dyes
Folded securely round his thighs;
And loosely on his massive breast
A necklace rude Of shells is hung
b some cliff dwelling maiden strung,
And BY his coarse. black hair caressed,
His hair, from whence his dark eyes glow;
The runner, Candelario.
Far in a savage vastness wild
lie makes his home the cliffs among.
Where chaos lies In fragments piled
And chidos the ~thunder's muttering
tongue.
Where the red ~iightning's fingers reach
All sudden through the storm clouds
breach.
And where the hurricanes fell wrath
Through mountain timber sweeps its path;
And here upon the deer's faint trail
He follows GA from day to day,
From ruddy dawn TO evening gray,
Der cliff and chasm. sand and shale.
Till with his knife he Stays the roe:
The runner, Candelario.
A hundred miles p day 10 him
Is pOthing-as with dog trot pace
He takes departure stanch and grim,
Mo- stops nor alters in the race
A primal athletU he, who goes
Where the swift torrent downward flows;
Across the stee , in level flight,
Adown the gle 5 and up the height
The weary WI viii seek reposo,
AID deer 81 10 in their covert bed
Lie down q / rest. while overhead
The crow hi iagsing wings must close.
Yet onward speedS yon speck below;
The runner CandeiGrIo.
Ernest McGs@ey In independent
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

why do not women wear pocketsl
And why do they always carry every
thing in their purse, and their purse in
their hand in such a manner az to
tempt the disbonestf' What an I'M
worthy tauntts thisI Woman does
not pockets because man has left
her nothing to put in them, and that is
n reason. Another reason is because
she does not want them. She is not as
man is, and isnot obliged to carry about
with her everywhere a cigar case, a box
of matches. a pO~cketbook, a latch key,
and a dozen other utilities. As for
carrying her purse In her hand, she
carries it there because she has not got
q pocket.
Also, It Is convenient to carry it
there; she Is of a generous and liberal
nature, and would always be giving,
30 that she likes TO have her purse
ready. 1t is a much safer method, too;
her pocket might be picked Of her
purse, whereas in her hand she can
keep her eye upon it. And if anybody
does snatch her purse, it would not
matter much, for it rarely contains any
thing but visiting cards and a few
postage stamps. Women do wear
pockets They have pockets in every
one of their dresses. eve really be-
ieve that this is true, and that they
have pockets, only they don't use
them because they a never find them.)
Spectator.
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19
\, PIsa.ed the comno..r.

A curious story is told as to how the
Rothschilds supported Carafa, the com
poser. The latter was far from rich.
His principal income was derived from
a snuff box. And this was the way Of
il: The snuff box was given to the
author Of ia Prison d'Edimbourgh, I"
about thirty years ago. by Baron James
de Rothschild. as a token Of esteem.
Carafa sold it. twenty-four hours later,
for seventy-ive napoieons to the same
ieweler from whom it had been bought.
This became known to Rothschild, who
gave it again to the musician on the fol-
lowing year. The next day it returned
to the jewelers.. This traffic continued
till the death of the banker, and longer
still, for his IONS kept up the tradition,
10 the great satisfaction Of Carafa-San
francisco Argonaut.
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

1 put in the Mill Head waters, writes
Mr.. Garrett from Hartford, 500 trout
at IL 80. About half an hour after
ward l went Il see how they were get
ting on. and observed a small pike
among them. | went and fetched a
rod and line. but he darted into the
weeds This l repeated several times
till 6 o'clock. when l succeeded in cap
turing him. On opening him TO see
what mischief he had committed /
counted no less than hfty-one young
trout-Pau Mall Budget.
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

1t is told OF DR.. John Patriot Wilson,
early in this century, that once while
he was preaching a young child in the
gallery began to fret and made some
little noise. Immediately the doctor
turned around and said. with evil
dent irritation. Take that child out
take that child out" and then
proceeded with his discourse. At
another time, ~perceiving some mis-
chievous tendencies in one Of his sons.
sitting IN "a pew nea the pulpit. he
stopped abruptly in his discourse and
said. sammy. go home, go home, "
motioning al the same time with his
hand toward the door. St Louis
Globe Democrat.
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

Some genius of a woman who has
struggled for eason to keep her skirt
and her waist under her belt has
thought Of a way to make these two
bands Join each other in picturesque
harmony. No more viii one see that
unhappy lapse which 50 often has
marred the symmetry of woman's toilet
when she endeavored to keep the band
Of her skirt and the band Of her waist
under the belt which was supposed to
conceal the point Of juncture.
The new device Is a simple one, and
It Is done By the means Of that uni
versal beautiher and magic ornamenter
gimp A nice broad piece Of gimp
p~referably silver, but aliowably black or
any Other color which harmouizes with
-
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

Ny idsal typewriter would be a noise
less which combined the merits Of
the three. linked its own ribbons. fed
its own paper and cost about half the
present price 1t will probably come
In with the millennium. But whatever
type writer you employ, don't use a ma
chine that writes only capitals; such
manuscript is more illegible than writ
ten work. - Emily A. Thackray in New
York Epoch.
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

One of our street a conductors was
formerly "a Methodist minister. How
he came to be running a street a l
never knew. but he did his work well,
though he had some peculiar ways.
He had been on the front platform
n day collecting fares, and when he
came back to the rear platform a pas
senger told him that a man got on at
Houston street and was sitting inside.
The conductor stood in the doorway
and looked in, but he could not be sure
of his man. Then he said with all
calmness, will the gentleman who got
on at Houston street please riser
The gentleman stood up like a man
and paid his fare.-New York Sun.
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19
TIE Thought It Was Free.

A reporter Of tender age found the
dogs Of a banquet hall locked against
him the other night and knocked for
admittanee. Somebody let him In, not
knowing who he was, and he took the
first empty seat he could find and got a
square hfai. besides witnessing all the
proceedings. which were supposed TO be
secret. 61pper over, his Identity was
found cut. and he did not get away
until he Lad paid his e1.25 for the
feed" Springfield Homestead.
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

the costume, is sewed upon the band
of the dress skirt. This band is then
hooked over the waistband and is
grappled in place by mean of jewel
headed pins, which are placed both for
ornament and for use at intervals of
two inches around skirt.
Thus the unities are preserved, a
pretty effect is accomplished and every
one pleased And all with the aid Of
gimp.-New York World.
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

Ny first impression Of horse flesh as
an article Of diet vas that it would
have suffered no harm had it been fat
ter Subsequent experience demon
strated that leanuess is an invariable
characteristic with It. Il Is Of darker
color than beef. and Of a tougher fiber,
coming nearer to game IN quality. In
fact at a dinner given BY an enthusi-
asdc hippophogist in London, at which
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

In London. one evening, ] vas look
ing for the Alhambra- Not knowing
exactly IN which direction to go. | stop
ped to inquire Of a passerby. when, sud
denly. the name Of the theater escaped
me entirely. 50 was obliged to ask,
do you know where that large theater
is near here III begins with an AR The
man replied at once, "Oh, you mean
the 'Aynarket, sr."-Cor. San Fran
eisco Argonaut
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19

do you know why the streets OF
Jerusalem were kept sac cleanf asked
an old Scotch beadle of his pastor. The
minister confessed himself unable 20
answer this query. "Well. then" re-
marked John. I'm tell you. 1t was
Just because everybody kept their ain
doorstane swept"-which was a polite
way of saying, Mind your own buH
ness "-Gentleman's Magazine
Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-19
Not.e. for publication.
D. LAsp orrIcn.

Us LAND OFFICE.
Niles City, Mont. August 10. 1891.
Notice l. hereby given that the following
named settler has hled notice Of his intention
20 make final proof in support Of his claim. and
that said proof win BE- made before the Register
and Receiver Of the u. 5. L. O.. at Miles City.
Montana, on Tuesday, September Is. 1891, az 10
O'Clock a. m, viz
JOHN II. CHARTERS,
II. Z. No. 61z. for e. sWA and VIZ SEA Sec.
-. Tp. IN, r. sac.
He nance the Glowing witnesses 70 prove
his continuous residence upon, and cultivation
Of. said land. 70 wit.
VIM. Harmon, james Dugan, Martin J. Rid
die. Simon Shaher. all Of Ekaiaka, Mont,
IS. GORDON. Register.
First publication August A. 1871.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-12-30
Rapid Work with the Brush.

In the window of Broadway store
stands man who paints a picture
about two feet and half long and two
feet wide in four minutes by the
watch. He works rapidly but without
apparent haste. He places canvas in
position on an easel. His paints and
the easel and upon a table near at
hand. With few quick sweeps of a
brush from side to side he covers the
upper and lower parts of the canvas
with solid brown, leaving the middle
for the moment untouched. Then as
he phys his brushes mountains and
hills and fields appear. A few more
touches and lake comes into view.
So quickly that you scarcely follow his
movements he puts upon the canvas
masses of green, which somehow look
familiar, but you don't stop to think
[ about them; you see him now with
another brush painting upon the lake
boats whose sails are reflected on the
water. A touch of pink, swish OF
two with brush, and the glow OF sun.
set suffuses the picture. Zip! Zip! birds
are flying in the distance, and sailing
| low in the foreground is one that seems
| to flap it's wings and soar out over the
heads of the crowd on the sidewalk.
Biff! biff! tree trunks join the masses
of green to the earth and branches ap
pear in the foliage. Trees. sure
enough; an involuntary murmur o.
applause follows the swift revealing
strokes. Now bit! and the gazers al
most hold their breaths, for it seemed
as though at last he had marred the
picture; but he hasn't. He's on the
home stretch now, going faster thar
ever. His brush flashes along the
hillside, rail fence runs down the
| slope and ends at the waters edge.
| The picture is finished. He lifts il
from the easel and puts it, while the
crowd applauds in big gilt frank
that rests on another easel in the cen
ter of the window. Time, four minutes
| N Y Sun
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-12-30
LaughabIe Escape.

A corporal and two privates having
in their custody a deserter were en-
joying themselves at a country tavern
near St. Louis. one day during the re-
cent war. The deserter amused his
military guardians with several enter
tanning slight-of-hand tricks. but being
encumbered with steel-ruffies, COM
planned he could not display his skill
to advantage. and requested to have
his hands at liberty whilst he exhibit
ed favorite trick, which he described.
This being agreed to. he proceeded to
tie the hands of the three soldiers and
his own together with handkerchief,
which he was wholly to loose with
a gentle stroke. The magic knots
were tied, but, on being shaken, the
knots all remained firm except the one
which held the deserter. This fell
asunder with a touch; and, quick as an
arrow. he lifted up the sash and darted
head-foremost through the window.
leaving his keepers raging at each
other, and tugging like ill.coupled
hounds, before they thought of cutting
asunder their bonds, which having
effected, they commenced a warm
chase; but the deserter having got the
start, rendered their efforts Intellectual
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-12-30
A Rapid Transformation.

about eight years ago." said Audi.
tor Joseph Brown, 81 was in London
England. One day bought a stall to
see Patti at the Royal. A stall CORE.
spends to our boxes. When the eve
ming came l took the ladies around
and walked in at the door. But 1 did
not get far.
"'You can not come in here, said the
door-keeper.
"'Why not?' I asked in surprise.
Here are my seat tickets
"'Well, you can not enter he re-
piled, decisively; your coat is IA froek
and nothing but dress suits are al
lowed
Il expostulated. l told him that my
hotel was long way off and that the
ladies would be greatly disappointed
l was an American and did not know
the rule of the theater.
Finally he told me to go into the
dressing-rOom, where the attendants
might perhaps be able to Gx me out all
right.
Il went, expecting to pay two or
three crowns for the loan of a coat.
The fellow looked at me a second,
whipped pin from his lapel, and pin
ned my coat-tails back, and 1 found
myself in evening dress.
Il gave the man half a crown."-
ST. Louis Chronicle.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-12-30
Fred Grant and Don Piatt.

The digging up of Garfield's grave
by Don Piatt recalls to mind a long
forgotten incident in that journalists
career when publishing the Washing
ton Sunday Capital. In it he had been
attacking Grant, who was then Presi-
dent, and publishing some unnecessary.
useless and vicious stories concerning
him. Not content with this Piatt one
Sunday published something of de-
rogatory nature concerning Mrs.
Grant. The men of newspaper row
took him to task for doing so; but he
only laughed. And he continued to
laugh until the next day, when Fred
Grant, accompanied by friend, called
at his house. The Generals son sent
in his card and upon being ushered in
to Piatt's presence, said:
MIR. Riatt. for some time you have
been publishing lot of lies concern
ing my father. With that have moth
ing to do. My father is public man
and his acts are subject to criticism.
But you have now published lie con-
cerning my mother. My mother is not
a public woman, and with our private
family life no man, no newspaper, has
aught to do. Now simply want to
tell you. Mr.. Piatt. that if you ever
mention my mother in your paper
again l shall kill you the first time
meet you"
The young man was calm, but very
much in earnest. Piatt was shrinking
in his chair.
"Do you understand me?" asked
Grant.
Yes replied Piatt.
There is and can be no mistake
about it.'
"None"
Very we'll. will repeat it, how
ever. If you ever mention my mother
in your paper again l shall kill you the
first time 1 meet you. Good day."
Grant, accompanied by his friend,
left and Don Piatt laughed no more.
Neither did he ever mention the name
of Fred Grants mother in his paper
again.-M. Y Press.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-12-30
A Conclusive Explanation.

"Philadelphia's queer town" said
the drummer at the Cadillac the other
evening to the usual crowd of listen
ers. 1'Of course the grass doesn't
grow knee-deep on Chestnut street, as
fhe New Workers would have you be-
lieye. but, all the same, it is a fearfully
quiet place, if you've been used to
hustling. 1 was there on my last
trip and had to go to the postoffice for
letter was expecting. There was a
yap evidently from Jersey at the gen
eral delivery window, and l had to
wait for him. He was having dis
pute with very saucy young clerk.
who was doing his best to queer the
Jerseyman.
did you say inquired the clerk.
that Won wanted a letter for Miss
Philadelphia Picklinga"
Yes said the yap, 1 said Phila-
delphy Picklin'.'
The clerk took out pile of letters,
ran over them, and tossed one onto the
window-sill.
els that right?' he asked.
".Course,' replied the man studying
the address minute. is that alp
""Course,' mimicked the clerk. You
don't want the earth, do you?'
"'Yes, eff can git it, said the
other unexpectedly. Got any more
questions to ask?'
'"Well, yes, 1 have said the clerk
slowly. Will you tell me if 'Phila
delphia'' is that ladies real name, or il
it a nickuameP l never heard such 6
name for anybody
''ft's her nickname
land what in thunder did they give
her such name as that for?'
"'Cause she's so doggoned quie
that folks don't know half the time
whether she's dead or asleep.
''As he got out to let me to the win
dow he grinned till the back of hi
neck showed through. and the clerk
face was study. y."-Detrott Free Press
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-12-30
A Lucky Guess.

DR.. Mayo, the well-known author of
'.Kaloolah." tells the following story,
saws the Washington Star: Some
years ago he was acting as surgeon on
board the United States ship-of-war
Cyane. The vessel was in mid-ocean,
when craft in full sail, but so low
down the horizon as to be scarcely WIS.,
ible with the naked eye. was described.
Trying to make out the stranger with
his spy-glass. the captain said:
Il wonder what that vessel can be?"
DIR. Mayo. who was one of group
of officers about the captain. spoke up
and said:
''Oh, that's the Josiah Quincy of
Boston,
The captain turned. looked at the
doctor in an astonished sort of way,
and then proceeded once more to gaze
through his spy-glass, while the others
went below to the wardroom.
Il say. DOCTOR" said senior lieu
tenant you'll find it's mistake to
guy our commander. He has no more
notion of humor than billygoat. and
he doesn't approve of jokes.
DIR. Mayo only smiled, but he felt a
little nervous about it himself, for, OF
course he no more knew the name Of
the vessel sighted than he did that o.
the man in the moon.
An hour later the stranger was ap
preached almost within hailing dis
tance. She was bark-rigged and evi
IDENTIFY loaded heavily with some kline
of merchandise. But as the Cyan'
passed her she went off on a fresi
tack, and the captain could read he
name through his glass on her stern
1t was ''Josiah Quincy of Boston,"
HI and blazesr' exclaimed the as
tonished commander. Then turning
to the doctor, he said: How on eartl
could you know?"
Merely by the cut of her j1b, sir,
replied DR.. Mayo calmly, and he didn'
even admit in the wardroom that hi
! guess had been merely the first nam
that came into his mind. Since tina
time he has firmly believed that moth
ing is too strange to be referred to a
| a coincidence.