The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1895-11-07

shelter Of some bushes warily toward
the pile Of clothes, for he was confident
his money was concealed in them. If he
could only get it and get away without
being discovered!
This seemed likely to be the case, for
he had the bundle of clothes in his arms
and had risen from the ground and
cleared the fence before an exclamation
from one of the men announced that he
was discovered. Joe threw the clothes,
with the exception Of the trousers he
felt to contain the bag Of money, into
the river as he rapidly crossed the little
footbridge. At the end of the bridge
the road had lately been covered with
broken stones, and here Joe was able to
make good progress away from his bare.
footed pu1suer. The man had paused a
moment when ne saw his clothes splash
into the water, but evidently consider
ing that the clothes were less valuable
than the money he hurried OIL as he was.
The broken stones were soon passed,
and then at every step the man gained
upon Joe, and had it not been for close
prickly hedge near by through which the
boy forced his way, he would undoubt-
eddy have been caught. He reflected
that if the ruffian made up his mind to
force his way through the briers he
would suffer much more than he, and SO
he made the best Of his advantage thus
gained.
At last the man came through,
threatening and swearing at the terri
fed Joe, who, feeling that his strength
could not last much longer, doubled his
pace. In vain he looked for some living
thing to help-for house in which to
hide, but there was not one in sight.
The ruffian had ceased his threatening,
but his silence was far worse, and Joe
could hear the patter of his bare feet
Lose behind.
It was of 40 use He was losing
81. and every minute, and it would be
impo :sible to outrun this man. He
made u last squirt, however, and dashing
about corner Of the fence came in
SIGHT of the winding river again. All,
there was another chance! Without a
moments hesitation Joe raised his
hands above hi; head and dived from
the bank and with two or three quick
strokes under watc:' he came up several
yards ahead Of his parsuer. The man
had dashed into the water withopt
realizing that he could not swim and
Joe was ahead Of him and over his
depth now. ..>
As Joe calmly climbed the opposite
bank after his refreshing bath the half
drowned ruffian was being pulled from
the water by his companion, WHO had
secured the clothes and followed as fast
as possible. Awful threats of vengeance
were poured Oh .Joe's head from across
the water when the ruffian recovered the
use of his lungs and the volley Of stones
that came nearly across the river. was
appalling. Joe coolly occupied himself
in wringing the water from bis clothes
and in shaking his fist at the men and
returning some Of their threats. ~.
When he had rested awhile he pre-
pared to start for home, which must
have been some 10 miles distant He
rolled the trousers up, and depositing
them on the bank shouted to the men
that they were ready as soon as they
cared to call for them. Then taking off
his hat with a flourish he turned his
back and was on the road for home.
He reached the house Of a friendly
farmer at nightfall and spent the night
there. The next morning he reached
home safely and handed the money bag
to his father. Exchange.
Marshal Ney said that the best meal
he ever made was on piece Of half
raw pork. During the Russian campaign
Of 1912 he was passing by a campfire
where soldier was roasting part of
pig he had shot. He offered the marshal
= piece, which the latter thankfully
accepted and devoured on the spot,
with an excellent appetite. Is