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The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1895-01-25

lWH1LE our lease Of the UNION
|hce really closed January LIST,
Is have continued the publication
hill the directors can make 9 sat
lfaotory arrangement for the COM
eyear. This is, however. our
st issue and should contain =
arting word from the manage
ent. Tho Us1oS is nov IN its
kth year. For Ave years past II
been under the control Of the
Aed family. The fye men who
tned b buy the plant borrowed
HI they put INTO i and the
knagsment began il publication
III neither experience nor capi-
md have kept il adoat for ave
~ il the face of repeated crop
klnres and without levying an.
bessment. Tho ONCE has q no
ne had the material necessary
II lssssuccossffuii issue and has al
Hys been crippled financially.
~ association will, patrons has
en pleasant and many firm
endships have been formed.
&ere Is also much Of sadness
Injected with the five years from
bken family ties. We want to
lend our heartfelt thanks to all
q have been SO patient with.
through late and faulty issues
Who have stood by US IN all
trials. The UNION will con-.
nesunder q new management
will We hope reach that high.
he of honest and true journal
III which we have always
he'd to see it placed.
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ROUTED BY A JERSEY HE,FER.

Tho Experience of Connecticut's Naval
Reserves In Their First Field Day.
The first division of the naval militia
of the Connecticut national guard had
its first field day q few days ago and
made its first public appearance. The
regulation working uniform of the
naval reserves wa worn and the new
Organization, the only ono in the state,
made q creditable appearance under
command Of Mr.. Reynolds. After
target practice, says q New Haven dis
patch, the division was marched to an
open lot at the base OF East rock for
drill, and was commanded, by Ensign
Goodridge. The company drill was
gone through with, and, with the divi-
sion formed in double ranks, Ensign
Goodridge started his men across the
field at double time. Half way across
an innocent looking Jersey heifer,
tethered by q long rope to q log Of
wood, was munching fresh daisies and
b~uttercups.
On came the naval reserve, bearing
down on the heifer in beautiful order.
When about nj hundred feet away
the heifer raised her head and looked
at the array Of white suits and glitter
ing arms coming toward her. First her
delicate ears moved forward, then there
was a defiant shake of the head and
distention of the nostrils, followed by
an elevation of the tail until it assumed
a position on a line with her spine, the
end waving like a flag of warning.
Then, lowering her horns to a fighting
position, the heifer, with a loud and
angry below, came toward the young
navy men. Ensign Goodridge saw her,
coming at about the time that the men
onaline with the heifer began to wave
He called a halt, and his men came to a
stands5il at the same moment that the
heifer was brought up at thesend Of her
rope only four feet away.
The young Jersey was game, and for
a moment stood watching the reserves,
paving the earth and shaking her
sharp horns at them. Then, with a
bound, she came on again, dragging
the log of wood and prepared to do bait
tie. 'sBackstep,' came the order from
Ensign Goodridge, and backstep his
men did in lively order, soon getting
out Of range of the heifer's horns. AS
soon as order was brought about in the
ranks the naval reserve were marched
into the city, leaving the pretty two
year-cla Jersey to enjoy her daisies and
buttercups ,1nlnolested. !
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The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1895-01-12
TED'S SUMMER AMONG THE
MOUNTAINS.

FTER all, mothers de-
cided to go to Mont
Eagle. Hurrah! Isn't
that iolly9" cried Ted
Travers, tossing up his
cap and almost capsizing
his sister Nell in his eff
forts to catch it before it
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THE VANDERDECKEN STORY.

There are many versions of the ia
nous legend of the Flying Dutchman.
Quite recently an American gentleman
set himself the task of endeavoring to
discover the paternity of the tradition,
and who the Hollander was that brought
upon himself and his companions such
miserable doom by his act of profanity.
The result of his investigations would be
extremely interesting but it does not ap-
pear that he has yet given them to the
world. Perhaps the story has nowhere
been better told than by Capt. Marryat
in the novel which he founded upon it.
Cornelius Vanderdecken, sea captain
of Amsterdam, coming home from Ba
tavia, is much troubled by head winds
when off the Cape of Good Hope. Day
after day he goes on struggling against
the battling weather, without gaining
foot of ground. The sailors grow weary,
the skipper impatient. Still the bleak
sou'wester continues to blow the old gal
lot steadily back. For nine dreary
weeks this goes on. Then a terrible fit
of passion seizes Vanderdecken. He
sinks down upon his knees, and raising
his clinched fists to the heavens, curses
the Diety for opposing him, swearing
that he will weather the cape yet, in
spite of Divine will, though he should go
on beating about until the Day of Judg-
ment.
AS punishment for this terrible i'm
piety he is doomed to go on sailing in
the stormy seas east of Agulhas until
the last trumpet shall sound, forever
struggling against lead wind in vain
effort to double the South African cape
Such, in brief, is the legend of the Fly
ing Dutchman, as it has been accepted
by English speaking sailors for many
generations past. Chambers Journal.
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cooking it. You wish to have the pleas5
ure of the drive and the visit; but you
do not care to be helpful when help is
needed and SO give pleasure to others"
The lesson was very plain one, that
even child could understand. It was
hard to see the carriage drive off with
out her on that bright afternoon; there
were tears and sobbing, but the expert
ence was not in vain.
When the father and mother came
home that night they found subdued,
appreciative little girl who was very glad
to be talked to and kissed, very pleased
with the flowers and bonbons that had
been sent to her by the little Browns;
very resolute in her determination to be
sunny and satisfied with what came to
her, instead of sour and complaining
Examiner.
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around the little guard house. Ted's
manliness and CHEEKY courage dis
armed them of much of their preju
dice, and they were forced to admit
that he was fine fellow.
The last day of the assembly came.
Ted was very weary, and was glad he
was soon to be free. Never had play
and recreation seemed so delightful.
Dick Winters father approached.
"What are you going to do this
winter, Ted?" he asked.
He was prominent business man
in the city of Nashville.
go to school, 1 suppose" respond
ed Ted, wondering at Mr.. Winters
friendly tone.
wouldn't you like to work awhile9
I happen to know that your mothers
affairs are not very prosperous, and l
have had my eye upon you all sum-
mer You seem to be just the boy l
am looking for. I'll pay you good
wages if you care to come to me-"
Ted was speechless for moment.
give wanted Dick to enter the bust
ness" continued Mr.. Winter; "but
he's no good, I'm afraid. You are
different. What do you say7"
You can guess Ted's answer. A
happier boy did not live.
"And it's all owing to your words,
Nell," he said, when he was settled in
his new position, and was telling his
sister how much he liked his employ
er, and how kind he always was. His
sister opened her eyes wide.
"What words?" she asked.
ooh, about the tennis club at Mont
Eagle. You said we ought not to
spend a cent except for necessities
while mother was SO pressed for mon
ey. Those words opened my eyes. |
had been a thoughtless and selfish
boy up to that time. They awoke
whatever spark of manliness there
was in me, guess
Nell laughed gayly,
you'll do, Ted, twas what she said.
"I'm not ashamed of you. May NJ.
anderson, IN Christian World.
The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1895-01-12

But they had their troubles, like every
one else, for there was a terrible cat,
ready to pounce upon them If they went
out to call on neighbor, or to see lit
tie of the world. But they we're wise
little mice, and took good care to keep
out of the cats way. One delightful day
four teenty tooty, baby mice came into
the nest, the pinkest, softest, cunningest
little mice in the world, so the old mice
thought, and they cuddled them up to
keep them warm, and Mamma Mouse
nursed them, and kept all their faces
clean, and their little tails straight. How
they did eat and how. they did grow !
After while they got their eyes open.
and found out what their feet we're made
for, and went tumbliDg over each other
in the nest. and finally began to creep
out. Then the old mice began to trem-
BILE in their shoes. They would set their
four children all up in row, and tell
them the most frightful stories about
that terrible cat, and what would befall
them if they so much as whisked tail
outside the great bags of corn.
OF course the four little mice said they
never, never would. as long as they lived.
But one dreadful day they were left all
alone to keep house while the old mice
went on visit. They played among the
bags for while, then one of them said,
"Oh! what poky. dismal place this is!
The sun is shining as bright as gold be-
yond these bags, and 1 smell something
very nice to eat. I'm going to peep out
and see if the old cat is around"
Oh! what naughty, naughty boy
you are," shrieked the rest. But he
didn't care for that, so crept slowly along
until he could get fine view of the
place, then back he rae, his eyes dane
ing with delight.
"Oh, its perfectly splendid out there,
so warm and bright, and there isn't
sign of cat to be seen. | don't believe
there is one. Iguess that is made up
story to keep us all in this dismal hole.
1t is quite time we should see little OF
the world ourselves, and I'm going. Who
wants to go with me?"
Alas and alas! the foolish little mice
all followed him, and they found it was
indeed very warm and bright in the sun
shine, and there was plenty of nice flour
to eat.
So they forgot their fears, forgot all
the warnings they had received, and
started to run across to the great open
door, when there was sudden dash OF
some great frightful creature among
them, and two we're instantly killed.
The other two got safely back to the
nest, where they found the old mice, and
told them the dreadful story. They all
sat down and cried, wiping away their
tears with their little tails Finally,
Mamma Mouse said, You poor foolish
things You could not believe what we
said. but must see for yourselves
"But we never, never will again as
long as we live" said the little mice, but
their Mamma said Hump Christian
Union
The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1895-01-12
MANS OBJECT LESSON.
BY MARY F. BUTTS.

Nan was very critical on certain
summer morning.
Il don't like cream toast. | want some
peaches she moaned.
But yesterday morning you wished
for toast" said the mother. "Jane made
this on purpose for YOU
"It's burned" said the child.
"Oh, no, only Drowned the least bit too
much"
Nan managed to eat few mouthfuls,
but there was a scowl on her smooth
forehead, and her face. that could be
very sweet, was decidedly sour.
"She isn't feeling WELL" thought man.
ma. 1.-THE morning is hot, and she is all
tired out with school,"
This was partly true. But Nan was
robust little body, and easily regained
her ply steal losses. The fact was she
had been petted great deal, and had
come to think that her wishes ought to
be the law of the household.
After breakfast the seamstress, who
was making frock for Nan, required
sewing silk and buttons.
The child was asked to go to the shop
for them. "But, mamma, my toe hurts"
was the instant excuse. So Miss Gard
ner was set at something else till Bob
should come up from the office and could
be sent on the errand
At dinner time nothing was quite sat
isfactory. The roast beef was too rare;
the pudding sauce too tart. Papa ex-
changed glances with mamma.
This must be stopped" he said, but
Nan did not understand what he meant
That evening the little girl went up to
papa full of enthusiasm about little
drawing she had made. The father
scowled in most unamiable way, and
found all the fault possible with it. Nan
tried hard to keep back the tears, but
finally gave up and went away sobbing.
"How could you?" said mamma.
In day or two there was to be ride
into the country a lunch with friend
and return by moonlight.
Nan supposed that she would go, as
matter Of course.
But she soon found that she was 10 be
left at home.
sit is too much trouble to take you,"
said papa.
"And your toe" added mamma.
"And the warm weather which you
are afraid Of" continued papa.
my toe is better" pleaded Nan.
But the lunch won't suit your fasti-
dious taste" said papa. The Browns
live very plainly"
Nan ran sobbing to grandma's room.
The dear old lady drew the child within
her loving arms.
do you not see?" said the gentle
voice, that your father and mother are
trying TO show you yourself as in mir
ror? Papa found fault with your draw
ing that you might see how very un.
pleasant it is 10 be criticized. You took
great pains with your little sketch, but
mamma takes pains every day in order
ing the dinner; and Jane takes pains in
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THE BISHOP AND THE BABY.

A poor little pale faced baby,
Lost. and hungry and cold,
with the chill wind pinching her tear-we
cheeks.
And ruffiing her bright hairs gold
For lust when the busy people
Were hurryipg here and You,
Buving their gifts for the Christmas tree,
Her mother was suddenly gone.
She did not cry poor midget
But lifted pitiful eyes
At the crowd of careless strangers,
At the gray, Indifferent skies.
Jostled. and pushed. and frightened,
A tiny waif of the street.
With the wintry darkness falling,
And the snow.hakes gathering fleet
She was seen by great. kind giant;
Wi swinging stride he came
Even then the angels in heaven
Wrote Saint before his name.
From the height of his splendid stature
He stopped to the little maid,
Lifted her up in tender arms,
And babe her not be afraid.
Against his broad breast nestled,
That breeze had caught and carried
To a strong and shelter,ng tower.
In his thick warm coat he wrapped her
The little shivering child.
an find your mother, baby"
The Bishop said. and smiled
That smile like a flash of the sunrise
Ills but a memory dim,
For the years are hasting onward,
And we are mourning him.
The white cold SHOWS are drifting
Where to-day he lies asleep.
After his life's long warfare
The soldiers rest is d. ep.
But of dear things said about him,
Of victories that he won.
No sweeter tale is told than this,
OF his grace to little one.
Margaret f. Sangster in Harper's Bazaar.
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THE MICE IN THE MILL.

Two little mice once lived in great
mill. They made cunning nest behind
some bags of corn. and whenever they
were hungry. all they had to do was to
nibble hole into bag, and their din.
ner was all ready for them to eat.
The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1895-01-12
THE FAIRIES GIFT.

Last Christmas Harriet's grandma
came over to spend the day. She
brought red silk bag with a big ball of
yarn in it, and shining set of knitting
needles. They twinkled and glinted at
Harriet from the top of the bag as it
hung in the sun on the tall post on
grandma's chair.
"Dear me!' sighed Harriet. Pm sure
grandma means them for me. Hateful
things! 1t makes me tired to look at
themw
"Yes. dear, it is for you" said grand
ma, as she saw Harriet looking into the
bag. "You know your tenth birthday
will come pretty soon.'
Just the same as General Washing
toms grandma" cried Harriet eagerly
thinking of present she would like very
much on that day. But he didn't have
to knit-not as ever heard Of"
HE did his duty, whatever it was.
DEAR" said grandma kindly; land it is
yours to learn to be useful, and help
mamma knit and sew.
Wouldn't it be nice, grandma. if the
fairies could bring our stockings and
frocks all sewed and knit?"
Grandma laughed. mo, no, my dear!
That would never do. But | believe in
fairies too and if you take hold and knit
this yarn into a pair of stockings for
fairies I'm thinking of will bring you
something you want very much"
"Are you sure, grandma inquired
Harriet.
Certain and sure"
But how can they, grandma? Tell me
howl" insisted Harriet.
You'll see!" And grandma's eyes
twinkled merrily.
A stocking was "set up and the nim-
BILE fingers began their long journey
click! click'' The needles seemed to
chuckle at the little girls distress. and
Harriet was tempted to throw her stock
ing, ball and all, into the well at the
barn. Only the thought of the fairies
kept her fingers going,
At the end of the month grandma
"toed off" the first stocking. Then the
ball began to dwindle very fast, and the
two big anxious wrinkles above Har-
riet's nose began to dwindle, too finally
on her birthday there was but little left
of either. She took her bag on her arm
and skipped across the fields to grand
mas house for another "toeing off"
Grandma was knitting a double nit
ten before the fire, and Harriet brought
her little chair up to grandma's knee.
Away went their needles-click! click!
clatter! elatter! The flames leaped and
danced, the Goals snapped, the teakettle
sang tune.
All at once there was "chink" in Har-
riet's lap With a shout the little girl
hoped out of her chair, and went dane
ing about the kitchen, holding high in
her hand tiny gold locket and slender
gold chain.
"And to think, grandma, twas right
in the middle of my ball all the time!"
said Harriet. But you said the fairies
would bring it. grandma"
80 they did, DEAR" laughed grandma
spreading Harriet's brown fingers on her
knee. See! here they are. And these
ten little fairies will work greater WOO
ders. if you let them, than all the fairies
in whole shop full of story books"
"Just my own fingers after all!' thought
Harriet, as she ran over the snow toward
home, her red silk bag swinging on her
arm and her fairy" G TT about her
throat. our Little Ones.
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fell into the fountain.
eyes, it's very NICE" responded
Nell, after she had recovered her
equilibrium; "but you needn't try TO
knock me over into the basin in or
der to show your pleasure"
"My tennis suit and racquet have
come Just in time" continued the lad,
not needing his sisters words, Il
wonder if Aunt Mary knew OF
mothers plans when she sent them?
/ was fairly sick last summer because
l could not play on the mall with the
other fellows"
"Why couldn't your
''No one was allowed to unless he
Joined the club, owned balls and a
racquet and suit. Mother had no
money to spare for such things, you
know"
Nell looked thoughtful. She was
eighteen and her brother was two
years younger. She had not gone to
the mountains with her mother and
Ted the previous year. The family
purse was too slender Mrs. Travers
had left her with an aunt in Nash
vile.
"Do you have to pay to join the
club?" queried Nell, the thoughtful
expression deepening upon her face.
eyes, but only quarter"
EMother's quarters are very scarce,
and her health grows worse every day.
Not one cent ought we to spend ex-
cspt for necessities"
Ted whistled.
'sAnd I must not join the tennis
club because it costs twenty five
cents? That is absurd, Nell, when l
have got the suit and the racquet
withoutany cost whatever to mother"
Nothing more was said, but Nell
had dropped a seed into her brothers
heart which grew and lore good fruit.
Mont Eagle was beautiful sum
mer resort among the Cumberland
Mountains. A Chautauqua was held
there, and many hundred people were
yearly gathered into the spacious
grounds enclosed for this purpose.
Two gates, one at either end of the
enclosure, were carefully guarded;
and no one was allowed to pass
through unless he was the owner of
ticket. This ticket cost five dollars,
and admitted the holder to all the
platform lectures, concerts, and other
exercises of the season. A ticket for
one day cost twenty-five cents.
The more important front gate was
kept by two carefully selected men,
whom the Chautauqua managers
knew could be trusted. The back
gate, through which comparatively
few people passed, had been, the pre-
vious year, kept by youth of Ted's
age named Ned Usher.
While Ted's mother was at this
time far from being wealthy, her So
cial position was high; and Ted's
friends were from the best families
in the South. Much false pride was
fostered in the hearts of these youths
by a social code which excluded the
working classes from mingling in
their set.
A few days after Ted's arrival upon
the mountain he and his special
chum, Hal Wilson, passed through
the back gate. AS the assembly had
not yet opened, it was left unguarded.
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.'My Trade

will take anything | give them;
they believe what | tell them;
and | mean to sell them what
| make the most on. That
is what one grocer actually
gives as a reason for selling
washing powders-initations
instead of the original and
best washing compound -
Pearline. If grocers and GUS
toners we're all like these, the
millions of women who are
now blessing Pearline would
still be doing useless hard
work. But when you come
across such a dealer, don't
let him put you off with any
thing except Pearline. sg7
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DR.. Prices Cream Baking Powder
World Pair Highest Medal and Diploma.
The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1895-04-26
The Reservation Gaze.

y special Of the 23d from Washington
say: J. j. Locllhart, state commissioner
of education Of South Dakota, with J.
II. King. counsel for tie state, called at
the interior department in connection
with the claim OF South Dakota to 5O,
900 acres Of indemnity school lands in
the Iankton Indian reservation. a
bill passed in 1891. authorizing the
opening of the reservation to settle
ment, provides that the lands shall be
to bona iide settlers only. The Indie q
APPROPRIATION bill for 1898 provides
that indemnity school lands may be re-
taned by u state in any reservation.
opened TO settlement. y conflict has
arisen over the point between the state
and the Indian service and the presi-
dent has withheld his proclamation
opening the reservation until it can be
settled. The case will be heard by
Secretary Smith either Thursday or
or Saturday. EN- Commissioner Stock.
Slayer and Mr. Heard represent the
Indians.