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ing hobby horses. Within half an hour
the bronchos, with bleeding mouths
and heaving TANKS, tanned and sub
dued; obeyed the bit and spur. In
these contests the daring Of the men,
their skill and dexterity, the brilliancy
and gayety of color and movement
combined to cover up any suggestions
of cruelty, yet cruel it was. An anus
ing diversion, a burro race, was next in
troduced. The riders were Indians
The burros were the most perverse and
wicked little animals that could be
found. They baked. kicked, bucked.
lay down and did everything but run,
as racer should But the Indians were
match for them. With their clubs
they beat and punched and set up such
hideous yells that even the obtuse bur
ros were affrighted and set of on
lively scamper, while the riders still
piled clubs, hand and heels, and en-
joyed the sport as much as the spec
tators.
Anticipation was at fever heat to
see the bull fight, for this king OF
sports is prohibited by law in the
United States, and fears were enter
tanned that it would be prevented at
the last moment.
The appearance of the red and yell
low metadors set doubts at rest. All
but one of the bulls were removed from
the corral. A vaquero rode in and as
the bull charged him metador leaped
forward and Haunted his red decoy
cloth. The bull turned and rushed at
him with a ferocious roar that seemed
like fatal attack, but the metador,
throwing his cloth over the animals
horns and eyes, dexterously slipped
aside with not an inch to spare. It
was a close shave and the crowd which
had watched \Preathlessly gave great
cheer. AS the bull charged from one
side of the pen to the other he some
times lifted the horse off its feet, but
the skillful metador was always at
hand to prevent serious goring of either
horse or rider. In the fight spears
were not used, nor was blood drawn
from the bull, as this feature and the
disemboweling of horses was deemed too
repulsive to be permitted.
But the fight was as exciting as If
bloody. When the bull was at the
height Of his raving madness. the
horseman retired, and the metador
placed in the center Of the corral
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mono, or wooden man, bright painted,
with arms extended and lower part
rounded and weighted so that when
ever knocked over it would swing back
into an upright position. The bull
took genuine satisfaction in the mono,
for it would always stand up to be hit,
and the people were almost paralyzed
with delight as the mono bobbed up
serenely and the bull renewed his at
tacks with growing ferocity.
After few good rounds it seemed to
occur to the bull that there was some.
thing queer about the thing, and when
he drew off to contemplate the havoc
and saw the mono standing up bright
and clipper as ever, swaying from side
to side and inviting another tilt, he
was the embodiment of brute astonish.
ment. That was the funniest part OF
the tournament. AS the bull could not
be fooled longer he was turned on to
the track and the great animals hui
initiation was completed as q herder
afoot ran up and with q sidewise pull
Of the tail turned him over. Two more
bulls were introduced and the same
performances repeated. After the last
contest the metador rode the bull down
the track. The whole affair was so
planned that a humorous instead Of q
cory finale was rung in at the end Of
each act.
During the three days while the
sports lasted there was more quiet
but equally interesting feature in the
colony Of Pueblo Indians brought
from New Mexico. They engaged IN
their customary employ ments, baking,
grinding corn and wheat, weaving,
making pottery. These sports and
pastimes probably will be repeated
yearly at Coronado beach.
HERBERT HEYWoon.
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was eighteen years old. and am now
twenty-five"
''Then all hare to say is that you
are fine fellow-worth a dozen OF
your father. / should be glad to shake
hands with you, for | can appreciate
perseverance and honesty if l am an
old skintlint-that is what they call
me. Are you married, young man?"
No, sir, but"
"You want to be, SUPPOSE"
"Yes, and I shall not have to wait
any longer now that am relieved OF
this debt Amy would not listen tc
anything of the kind until the money
was paid. She is the best girl in the
world"
Bert wondered afterward at his
temerity in talking thus freely to the
stern old man. But Mr. Mannings
sternness seemed suddenly to have dis.
appeared, and he listened to the lovers
honest confessions with almost smile
upon his face.
When Bert was turning in order to
leave, the lawyer seized the roll Of
D1l1S, cVlucully 1uCcuuluG tiG uISt W re-
turn the whole sum. But the innate
spirit of greed was too strong for him
and he hesitated. Then he nervously
divided the money and thrust one-halt
deep into Bert's pocket, quite conscious
that if he kept it one-half second
longer he would make another divi-
sion.
your Amy" he said, deserves to
be happy. Tell her that money is
wedding present; and if either of you
ever want friend, come to old Seth
Manning
Bert fairly ran to Amy with his good
news.
''The old fellow is not half as bad as
people say" he said to her.
81 call him munifcent," she declared
emphatically, as she looked at the bills
in her lap
They were soon quietly married, and
no happier, merrier wife than Amy
Hammond was ever seen or dreamed of.
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ALMOST CAPTURED.

The Stirring Experience of Blockade
Ships Crew.
The commander of a blockade ship,
the Anderson, off the coast of Texas
in 1862, went ashore upon what he
supposed was the deserted island of
Matagorda on Christmas morning, in
tending to shoot one of the wild cattle
known to be wandering about the
island. His boats crew wore their cut
lasses and there were half a dozen
Sharp's rifles in the stern sheets. They
got over the bar by waiting for heavy
roller, and landed near the abandoned
lighthouse.
Leaving the crew in the boat, the
captain, with the doctor and the cox
swain, clambered up into the tower of
the lighthouse to get view of their
surroundings. The captain himself re-
lates the adventure in his book,
Twenty Years at Sea-
He unslnng his marine glass, looked
at his steamer and then turned his
gaze inland. He did not take very long
look. Just over sheltering sandhill
almost at their feet, was confederate
camp! The tents indicated the pres
ence of at least hundred men, and be-
fore one of the tents were two brass
field pieces.
For moment the captain hoped that
his party had not been noticed, but as
lie looked again he saw men stealing
over the sandhills to the boat, which
they doubtless meant to capture by
surprise.
The captain acknowledges that for
an instant he lost his wits, but the
doctors question:: Hadn't we better
be getting out of this?" brought him
to himself. and the trio made all haste
to the ground.
The boats crew, meanwhile, had set
up bottle for mark and were shying
stones at it.
Into the boat, men!'' the captain
shouted, as he ran toward them. "They
are almost on top of us!''
BY this time the confederates were
pouring over the sandhills with ex-
ultant shouts. The boat flew, shots
were fred and then the doctor cried:
''They are bringing the field piece
over the hill, captain!'
"Give way, lads!" shouted the cap
tain. make her jump, if you don't
want to sleep in prison to-night!'-
Youth Companion
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THE BOY HURLED HIM TO THE GROUND.
him to buy several bottles of brandy
peaches with which to treat them.
Made pugnacious by their stimulating
effect, they began to handle the new
recruit a little too roughly, and here
they made mistake, for everyone that
he laid hands on was out of the fight
in very short time.
Some one ran over to the quarters in
great haste to get Long Tom," the
bully of the battery, to come over and
clean out the new recruit. Long
Tom" was q great, brawny six-footer
of corresponding breadth and all bone
and muscle. He had fist like Simon
Legree, and was always spelling for q
fight. He came with great alacrity,
and, without any preliminary sparring
planted a sledge-hammer blow full on
the left cheek Of the recruit. Itseemed
to produce about the same result that
it would to strike feather bed. The
boy turned and grappled his new as
sailant, hurled him to the ground, and,
getting on top of him, proceeded in a
most unscientific manner to maui and
scratch and pull hair and bite all at
once. Long Tom beloved for quar-
ter like = whipped schoolboy, and the
rest gathered around as near as they
dared to come, and begged the boy not
to kill him; and he didn' IT not Quite
Detroit Free Press.
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Saving Postage.

Patrick lived in, New York, and his
parents still lived in the old country.
Patrick earned very little and had no
money to spare, but he desired to be q
dutiful and generous son. One day
letter came to him from his father, in
which the old man said:
Me dear by, the times is hard in Ire
land. It's mesilf that am reduced, when
! have occasion to appear In full dress,
to the necessity Of goin' widout coat"
This pathetic appeal was too much
for Patrick. He at once took of his
own coat and prepared to send it to
Ireland. When he had got It all ready
he mailed it, and at the same time sent
this letter:
ME dear fay ther:sI send you by the
parcels post me own coat the day; but
to make it weigh the less for the post,
I've cat off the brass buttons.
our dutiful son, Patrick.
Post Script. Yell find the buttons
in the inside brist pocket Of the coat.
Pat. - Youths Comp s
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lightedly at the very beginning and
said each word over again, oven more
earnestly and impetuously than be-
fore. But by this time Amy had be-
come quite reconciled to the impas-
stoned phrases, and was neither sur
prised nor frightened. Indeed. she
seemed to consider them very satisfac-
tory. OF course they were engaged,
and gradually the pretty color re-
turned to the young girls cheek and
the light to her eyes. The kind widow
rejoiced in these evidences of happi-
ness, and in the prospect of a brighter
future for her gentle favorite.
Yet Bert, although at times he could
not resist buying pretty, inexpensive
trinket for the girl he loved, still put
aside money every year toward the
debt he had solemnly promised to pay.
When he and Amy became engaged
he had six hundred dollars in the
bank; and soon afterward his weekly
salary was raised from twelve to if
teen dollars. Amy clapped her hands
in delight when she heard the welcome
news, but she would not listen to
Bert's proposal that they should be
married right away.
mo, MOI" she said. "You must pay
that debt before we can think of mar
riage. Your mother would not smile
upon me from above if 1 consented to
add another burden to the one You al
ready have to bear
''You would not be burden, Amy"
he cried. You are the dearest, sweet
est
He finished the sentence in the way
that is usually very convincing. Itdid
not convince little Amy, however, for
she could be very firm at times.
1t took more than year to make up
the necessary amount, but oh, how
happy they were when it was accom-
plished!
''Now your mother will smile in
heaven" Amy said, tenderly, to her
lover.
And I have taught you, my darl-
ing" he replied, ''to smile on EARTH
That was, indeed, the truth, for she
looked very little like the pale, sad
Amy he had first seen. Her face was
round, her cheeks brightly tinted and
her eyes sparkled with health and
happiness. No medicine in the world
could ever have effected what love had
so easily and naturally done.
When Robert was shown one morn
ing into Mr.. Manning's office, the grim
lawyers greeting was not an encourag-
ing one.
"Well, young man." he demanded,
"do you want anything? Speak quick,
as my time is valuab
perhaps you remember Evans Ham
mond," Bert said.
Eyes; what of him? Speak-why don't
you speak?" he asked impatiently, as
the young fellow hesitated.
'You never knew, l believe" Bert
said at last, shat my father, sorely
tempted, took a thousand dollars from
YOU"
~ always thought him fool. but I
never suspected that he was knave
also" -=
MY mother did not betray him, but
she made me promise to return the
whole sum, and there it isl Bert said,
as he placed a roll of bills on the law
yer's desk.
The old man raised his head slowly
and scrutinized his visitors face for
some time.
Where did you get that money!" he
finally asked.
Il have been saving it ever since
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the novel feature of a genuine Mexican
bull fight. The bulls were in large
corral opposite the grand stand; four
horns and threw up the earth as if
scenting the bloody contest. AS the
seats above the corral were filed and
faces peered down above the heavy
stockade fence they paved the ground
and emitted hoarse roars. The most
ferocious looking was gray bull that
had been driven sixty miles from Mex
leo. Until then he had never seen a
fence Or an unmounted man. On the
way here he had gone through fences
and terrorized whole communities, as he
passed, surrounded by dozen vaqueros
with goads, whips and lassos. The
great red bull was from one of the
large California ranches. The bull
fight was kept in reserve for the final
exhibition.
The pastimes were begun by b.,rst
of music from Mexican band of silver
instruments. A brilliant cavalcade of
Spanish and Mexican horsemen ap-
peared down the track. The leader
rode in advance on acknowledgement
soned steed. He was attired in vel
vet jacket with silver buttons and
fringed trousers. His chain bride
clanked and his spurs jingled as he
refined up his horse and with courtly
Spanish grace lifted his sombrero to
the judges and said sat your ORDERS
to signify that his men were in readi-
ness. The word was given and bril-
iantly-colored cavalcade Of American
cowboys, Mexican vaqueros, brightly
bedecked metadors dashed past and
rounded the half-mile track to the
three-eighth pole and halted. A herd
of wild steers was turned into the track
and rushed believing past the stand.
The vaqueros made run upon them,
swinging in long coils their riatas, and
were soon mingled with the herd.
With wonderful dexterity they entan-
gled the legs of the steers with their
ropes and threw them in the dust, dis
mounted and tied them in less than
minute. Other vaqueros would ride up
to a fleeing steer, grasp the tail and
with a jerk throw the animal Leap
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WHO ARE YOU 2"

Pity? No! Mercy? No! Not even an
Investigation to prove the truth or
falsity of his statements. Had he been
discovered in camp he might even
have been sent to Washington and
given fair trial, but we had cut
loose from the camp No trial, no
jury, no delay. One single man mad
adjudged him guilty and said that he
must die.
''Fall in! Forward, march! Halt!'
It was the firing party coming up
six men and sergeant, who had been
taken from their campfres and their
suppers. AS the sun went down the
moon showed herself, and one could
almost count the leaves on the
branches above.
Forward, march! Column right!
Column left"
THAT way" said the major, as he
pointed to the west and turned on his
heel.
Two of US led the man in advance.
We halted at a spot not two hundred
feet from headquarters. The six men
were brought into line, and we stepped
back and left the prisoner alone. Not
word of protest, not word Of en-
treaty, nota denial. White-faced. hol-
low-eyed and dumb terror showing in
every line of his face, the man did not
appear to even breathe.
''Order arms! Load! Garry arms!'
The man bent forward as looking at
the soldiers, scarcely ten feet away,
but saw that his look went over aud
beyond them.
.sSure work, now! Aim
The next order would have sent the
bullets crashing into his breast, but it
was not given. Just as the word
trembled on the sergeant's lips the man
threw up his hands and fell at full
length on his back.
'Dead?' queried the sergeant.
Eyes, dead!'' replied the surgeon,
who had been summoned.
"What killed him.
Terror! Get spades and bury him.
Three spades-three soldiers-one
grave-a dead man covered in, never
to be heard of again by friend or foe!
In a week no man can point out his
grave.
six bullets saved and spy under
the ground" laughed the diggers as
they returned to their campfires.
The drumhead court-martial buries its
victims and forgets that they ever
ived.-N. Y. Recorder.
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WAR "REMINISCENCES.
IN The MOONLIGHT.
The Drumhead Court Martial and It's Pal,
Victim.

The Drumhead Court Martial and It's Pale
Victim.
a tent on knoll-a sentinel march-
ing to and fro-a flag with its staff
stuck in the earth That was corps
headquarters The general was with
in, too busy except to try spy.
Who is it?" he demanded, as he
looked up, with frow n.
Captured as spy, STRIP
who are you?''
George Johnson"
OF what placer"
Charlotte county, sir"
what are you doing here?'
'On my way home. have been over
to Amelia Courthouse
You are cursed spy! You have
been tried and convicted! Mai. Jor-
dan, see to it that he is shot within
fifteen minutes! We can't bother to
hang him!''
Eyes, sir. About face! Forward,
march. You men stick close to him
till ] can detail firing party
The man was white-faced, but dumb.
He casts his eyes around him like one
who wonders if he is not dreaming.
Tents, cannon, muskets, sabers-the
monster Of war jingling his spurs
around hundred baleful campfires.
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ROUND THE YEAR.

Oh, beautiful world OF greenl
When hluebirdS carol clear
And rills outleap
And new buds peep
And the soft sky seems more near
with blllowy green and leaves, what thenf
How soon we greet the red againl
On, radtent world Of red!
When roses blush so fair,
And winds blow sweet,
And lambkins bleat,
And the bees hum here and there
With trill OF bobolinks--Ah then,
Before We know, the gold againl
Oh, beautiful world OF gold!
When waving grain is ripe,
And apples beam,
Through the hazy CLEAN,
And quails on the fence-rails pipe
With pattering nuts, and winds, why then
How swiftly falls the white again,
On, wonderful world of white!
When trees are hung with lace,
And the rough winds chide,
And snowflakes hide
Each bleak unsheltered place.
When birds and brooks are dumb what then.
On, round we go to green again! -,
George Cooper, in N. Y. Independent.
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THE TAKING OF NEW ORLEANS.
Through the Gates Of Death Went Two
Union Soldiers.

Through the Gates of Death Went Two
Union Soldiers.
What gathering! The riff-raff of
Such women-such wrecks of women!
And all the juvenile g-tag. The
lower steamboat landing, we'll covered
with sugar, rice and molasses, was be-
ing rifed. The men smashed; the
women scooped up the smashings. The
river was OVERLOOKING the top of the
levee. A rainstorm began to threaten.
care the Yankee ships in sight?" l
asked of an idler. He pointed out the
tops of their naked masts as they
showed up across the huge bend of the
river. They were engaging the bat
teries at Camp Chalmette-the old field
of Jackson's renown. Presently that
was over. All, me! 1 see them now
as they come slowly round Slaughter
house point into full view, silent,
grim and terrible; black with men,
heavy. with deadly portent;S the long
vanished Stars and Stripes flying
against the frowning sky. Oh, for the
Mississippi! the Mississippi! just then
she came down upon them. But how?
Drifting helplessly,a mass Of flames.
The crowds on the levee howled and
screamed with rage. The swarming
decks answered never word; but one
old tar on the Hartford, standing with
lanyard in hand beside great pivot
gun, so plain to view that you could
see him smile, silently patted its big
black breech and blandly grinned.
And now the rain came down in
sheets. About one or two o'clock in
the afternoon las | remember), being
again in the store with but one door
ajar, came roar of shoutings and i'm
precautions and crowding feet down
Common street. 'Hurrah for jeff Da-
vis!'' 'Hurrah for JEFF Davis!'' ''Shoot
+aem!'' Kill them!'' Hang them!'
locked the door on the outside and ran
to the front Of the mob, bawling with
the rest: .sHurrah for JEFF Davis!''.
About every third man there had a
weapon out. Two officers of the United
States navy were walking abreast, I'M
guarded and alone, looking not to right
Or to left, never frowning !, never finch
ing, while the mob screamed inatheir
ears, shook cooked pistols in their
faces, cursed and crowded and CRASHED
upon them. So through the gates of
death those two men walked to the
city hall to demand the towns surren-
der. It was one Of the bravest deeds /
ever saw done.
Later events, except one, leave to
other pens. An officer of the fleet
stood on the city hall roof about to
lower the flag Of Louisiana. In the
street beneath cleaned the bayonets
of body Of marines. A hoWitzer
pointed up and another down the
street. All around swarmed the mob.
Just then Mayor Monroe lest the OFF,
Ger above should be fired upon, and the
showitzers open upon the crowd -came
ont alone and stood just before one Of
ths howitzers, tall, slender, with
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One Exception.

Itsused to be told Of Gen. Logan, who
was member OF congress at the break
ing out Of the war, that when he saw
there was really going to be fight he
seized q musket, slipped out Of Wash
ington and walked all the way to Bull
Run, where he arrived just in time to
have hand in the fray.
He wore q dress coat, but he stood
his ground as long as anyone. The
rout was complete, and the next morn-
ing, good deal out of breath, he was
back at the capital, telling some Of his
fellow congressman what he had seen.
who gave you this account of the
fght?" asked a member from northern
New York, as he joined the group.
why, ! was there myself" said
Logan.
The New Yorker was mysti6ed. APP
parently he had not heard the news.
You were there?" he exclaimed.
Are the cars running?
No" said Logan, the cars amt
running, but every other thing in the
state of Virginia is, as near as could.
make out. outh's Companion.
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