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ON THE LO-LO TRAIL.
Continued.


Pullmanites struck out, Monday,
July goth, from Mussel Shell, for
the wilder regions in the heart of
the mountains. Passing the
last habitation of man on the trail,
the country became of a very diff
ferent character from that through
which we had travelled thus far.
The trail led up the steep side CT
Lo-Lo mountain at first, through
dense forest, and down one ravine
and along the side ofanother. The
experience gained by both men and
horses in following Martin, the
prospector, on his trips, proved
most valuable, and the horses
pushed through brush or jumped
fallen trees like old hands. Only
one party had been over the trail
beyond Mussel Shell ahead of US
this season, that party consisting of
two t1appers packing winters
supply of provisions to their camps
beyond the Kooskooskie.
The first day out on this noun
tain trail resulted in an accident
that came near reducing the equine
membership of the party by one.
Just before reaching the forks of
the Lo-Lo creek, and while follow
ing the narrow trail that had been
worn out along the almost perpen-
dicular side of the mountain, old
George" Zone of the pack horses,
named after his owner, the post
master of Pullman, the name by
which he had grown from colthood,
and which had chung to him I'LL he
had reached his majority being IN
known to the writer, who had Dor
rowed him of Uncle Sans good
natured and good looking repre-
sentative for the occasion.) added
one more to his long list of eXper-
fences, and tried a toboggan ride,
without the toboggan accompani
ment, down the mountain. The
hook to the cinche rope that held
the pack in position broke at a
critical point in the trail, allowing
the pack to swing to the down hill
side. This overbalanced the horse,
and he stepped out of the worn path,
lost his footing, and went rolling,
tumbling and sliding two hundred
feet to the bottom. In the descent
the horse turned five times COM
pletely over, and the only wonder
was that q whole bone was left in
his body. Near the bottom of the
ravine the animal was brought to
sudden standstill by becoming
wedged between two trees, his heels
in the air, and to all appearances
dead. Three frightened men were
soon at his side however, and set at
work to get poor George out of his
predicament. After removing the
pack saddle and ropes, the pack
being yariously distributed over
the mountain, the horse was rolled
out from his uncomforta BILE position,
and on examination found to have
sustained no serious injury. On
regaining an upright position the
horse neighed loudly when he
missed his five companions, and
after taking nibbIe Of grass pro
ceeded to survey his surroundings.
Beyond few slight scratches and
bruises, which occasioned general
soreness for day or two, the
horse was uninjured by his rough
experience, and in an hour was
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| talned tnTee uoLen glass PliotoSi"Pii
plates, only one of which was
broken by the fall. Other things
in the pack were more or less
mashed, the soap being a shapeless
mass of pulp. After this fracas the
horses name was changed, as the
one given him was proving too
serious burden for an animal of
his calibre.
The balance of the day was made
without mishap, and there being
no chance along the way to feed the
horses no noon camp was made.
Snow Summit was reached at six
o'clock. On the summit there still
remained several large drifts of
snow, although by turning abrupt
ly to the LETT and following down
the mountain a half mile, mead
ow was found, and the horses were
turned loose for the night. Snow
Summit is also called the "soldiers'
camp" as it was here the soldiers
camped and made headquarters
when prosecuting the search for
the lost Carlin party in the fall of
1893. The day following the route
was made difficult in the extreme
by the net work of fallen trees, and
it kept US guessing to pick out the
most available manner of getting
around theobstructions. Often it
was necessary to make wide detours
10 get around the fallen timber, but
the horses were becoming adopts at
log jumping, and travelled with less
difficulty. On Rocky Ridge, at an
elevation of 5000 feet, a stop was
made to photograph the outfit in a
twenty-foot snow bank, and while
at this cool and pleasant occupation
our thoughts turned back to Pull
man where friends were sweltering
under hot July sun with the
mercury registering above a hun
bred. At one o'clock we reached
We.tas creek, and there being no
grass under days journey beyond
we canped in the meadow along
the creek for the day. A couple of
the horses had thrown shoes since
leaving the last camp, and the
pencil pusher, who had the blood
of several generations of black
smiths coursing through his veins,
made his maiden effort at setting
shoe. With an ak for a hammer
and stump for an anvil the shoes
were brought back to their normal
condition, and after back breaking
Job the horses were turned loose
with full complement of shoes.
On the prairie along the We-tas the
hoof prints of elk were everywhere,
showing this to be one Of the
haunts of that great game animal,
and deer were numerous along the
little stream. That evening doe
and her half-grown fawn came out
in full view on the meadow a short
distance below camp. The artist
here had his first try at black
bear, but the three shots which he
sent after it from his 1910 only
resulted in accelerating its speed,
and a vision OF tender, juicy bear
steaks vanished in the brush. The
defeated Nimrod had no excuses to
offer for his failure to bring to bag
the first representative of Ephri-
ANS race seen on the trip, but in
sisted that it was not buck fever.
Later on, however, he retrieved his
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over the mountains. and there she sat
and sewed-crying sometimes furuvely,
for the very silence of it, and then sing
ing In the cheeriest of tones and
glancing out In the timber where Bob
was chopping sturdily.
They lived In the wagon month,
cooking their meals at a fire on the
ground. and eating, they two alone In
all the wide forest. such gems OF food
as her dimpled hands had prepared.
And finally the logs were rolled togeth-
err ready for the raising, and she sat
there by the fire with Bob one night,
very happy. and said little while he told
her what the future would bring them.
Next day was the raising. They owned
whole quarter section of land-four
times as much as the richest man back
there at Geneseo Corners, In York
State, had ever possessed. And they
had invited their neighbors to come in
and help at the raising tomorrow, and
this last night In the woods they sat
there and dreamed the beautiful
dreams OF youth. and love. and perfect
healthfulness. There was little fire
and the blaze OF 1t gnawed away on the
billets OF birch. and the smoke went
straight up to the blue sky there above
the treetops-just a little way above
the treetops, It seemed to them. as they
talked about II.
They planned where their cornfield
should be, and where they would raise
oats and potatoes; and Bob wanted a
big field for wheat, which couldn't be
raised probably back In York State.
And then they arranged for the garden
and the rose bushes and lilac trees-and
their home was very near them. And
then they sat there a long time in
silence, the brook singing to them, and
the foot Of the fox pattering In the dry
leaves and the cry of the owl coming
10 them across the hush OF the forest
which was all their own.
Early In the morning. even while the
chorus OF song birds throbbed In the
heavy gloom OF the shadowy woods. the
neighbors began to come. Bob heart
them afar OF, for the air was still
They called out "Hellor' as they cam,
into his little clearing, one at a time
each bearing an ak, and all nodding II
an embarrassed way at the little WON
an who wanted a home.
Early, was 1t? But not too early 70
her. They had not caught Bob's wifi
mapping, and they thought well OF he
ns they noted the order with which he
household gods were treasured. eve
I before there was a roof for her head
= She made them cup OF coffee and the
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dead and repairing the ruin which has
been wrought Not since the st. Louis
disaster have there been such fatalities
as were attendant upon the sinking OF
the steamer Drummond Castle of the
coast OF France, but following the less
er calamity may be expected the "offi-
cial investigation" which is SO seldom
prolofc Of anything but tediousness
and yerbosity. Some one Numbered. In
a calm sea, instead Of standing far out
from n dangerous reef which was
guarded by a lighthouse, the steamer
ran In close to the shore, crashed Into
the rocks and sunk with PA passengers
and crew. Some one Numbered, but
bluDders are inevitable so long as man
continues to be falllble. They are a
factor In the risks taken by those who
go down to the sea In ships. SO long as
mans mental condition and capacity
are governed so largely by his physical
state, men to whom lives are intrusted
viii continue to make those blunders
which so often send shudder through
the world. In the case Of the Drum
mond Castle there seems TO be no one
left alive TO share punishment, even
should the accident have merited Its
infection upon some one. Whatever pun
ishment was possible seems to have
been visited upon officers, crew and
passengers alike.
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II seems that the runaway accident
10y which Austin Corbin and his coach
man were killed was caused. indirectly,
by the fact that a team OF spirited
horses were being used for the fst
time without binders. What followed
was only to be expected. 70 put such
a nervous, sensitive animal as a horse
into the new and stHnge relations OF
an open bride. after he has been accus-
toned To the restraint OF binders, Is
to invite an accident. But this lament
able occurrence should not be allowed
TO check the movement TO free the
horse from the cruel absurdity OF blink
ers. They are Injurious to him and
dangerous TO his driver, and why they
were ever adopted by horsemen Is a
conundrum. They should never be put
ON horse. for he can be trained to dc
much better without them; but X he
has been accustomed to them. they
should not be taken on lnjudiclously
nor should he be recklessly driven with
ont them until he has learned TO adapt
himself TO his new conditions. Mr.
Corbln's death resulted from some
bodys fatal folly.
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Providing Against Emergencies.

Say" said the cashier. who was
firmly bound to the chair, would you
mind tying me little tighter"
"WhaffurT was the suspicious re-
ioinder from the thief, who was about
to make of with his booty.
"And. say, just shoot me through the
arm or in the leg. or somewhere. before
you 20, will your"
Init. ] amt going to make no noise
here"
well, then just knock me silly with
a sandbag."
What's the matter? Don't get fresh
with me or III strangle you"
That might do just as well. You
see. the paying teller was found sewed
up like this two years ago with $500
gone, and they found that he could
have got loose any time he tried, SC
they gave him ten years for doing tn,
/ Job Detroit News.
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The Marquis de Mores and party OF
thlrty-hye are reported to have been
massacred near Trlpoll. He was on a
mission to enlist Arab chieftains
against the British Nile expedition. II
the report proves to be true II is con
slstent ending TO the Remarkable career
OF this man. Sixteen years ago he mar
rIed the daughter OF rich Wall street
banker and came West with gift OF
SO, OOO,00 and a disposition for pictur-
esque adventure. He was fascinated
by the wild life OF the border country,
bought a ranch, remained on II long
enough to lose third OF his fortune,
and then jumped to Paris In time to be
caught by the Boulanger fever When
this had burned out he went 20 China,
INDUCED In few visionary projects
there, lost another million, and again
sought refuge In Paris, this time to be
an anarchist. To his new fad he brought
his customary enthusiasm, and his ar
dor did not weaken until he had spent
three months in jail. He had been tenn
porarily lost to public view since that
time until the report or his death re-
veals his latst enterprise. From the
day he married he has devoted himself
to projects intended to revolutionize
commerce or society, and was as un
sparlng Of his money as long as 1t lasted
as he was OF his personal energy. His
courage and daring were proverbia
and were tested In at least twenty
duels, In most OF which he killed hi
man. His career has been meteoric
picturesque, but ftful, and wherevel
he temporarily set up his penates hi
promptly disturbed the serenity OF hf'
and Infected his own fiery spirit. II
his wild projects he was AZ irrespon
sible as he was fantastic and fascinat
| ing.
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were there, but a boss carpenter had
charge OF the work. and he regarded
the presence of the neighbors as some
thing of an intrusion. He understood
they meant well and intended it as an
expression of kindness for Bob and
his family, hut men not bred to the car,
penter's trade were less of help than
they might be. anyway.
The frame house was raised" and
the nelghbors had gone. The carpen-
tiers had completed it. the fathers and
the plasterers and the painters had gone
away. There had been a whole spring
full of preparation and there stood Bob
old Bob-and his wife at the threshold
Of the old house, looking up at the new.
1t was all they had dreamed-and
much more. 1t was taller and finer and
fuller OF ornament than they had ever
planned. 1t had furnishings not the
widest fancy could have provided In
the old days. 1t had ornaments rare
enough for kings and chairs too stump
tuous to sit upon. 1t was a palacel
They had moved from the old house
up into the new. They had taken every
thing along. Bob expected to use IN,
log cabin as a Toulouse. They had
left nothing behind. And yet the,
missed something as they went into m,
newer place. They tried to coniure III
that spirit of perfect proprIetorshin
that sense of dominion with which the,
entered the cabin in the dusk of m,
first evening. They tried to realize thi,
later and more difficult conquest n
difficulty. But they could not. An,
they sat In the chairs and slept on m,
beds and ate at table with an unrea
soning and uncomfortable sense of loss
In the new house Bob and his wifi,
were away from home.-Chicago Chron
icle.
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were down in every room In the new
house-most of them "boughtcn" car
pets, though Bobs wife had insisted she
wanted rag carpets upstairs and in the
bedrooms, and the homely but substan-
tial "hit-and- miss" of her hand loom
had been used there.
Certainly there was new furniture
fresh from town, with swinging mirrors
on the bureaus and wire mattresses on
the beds Certainly there was an organ
in one room and place for a piano in
another and a big, high clock that
chimed stood on the marble mantel.
But Bob and his wife stood about
down there by the old house, not talk
ing much, but just looking across the
creek, and both thinking.
THE wagon stood right about here
when was notching the logs" said
Bob stepping II Off and looking about
In an effort to reconstruct that forest
picture.
And l sat here on a sheepskin that
you had spread over log" said Bob's
wife, finding her place In the picture.
"And all that meadowland was one
deep swamp" said Bob; land back
here on the hill was woods. and the
road runs right where / never thought
II could run at the beginning, but thai
was because the woods were here. Now
there isn't an acre OF timber on tn,
quarter section"
And when they got the new house III
/ \ fnf nf hn xxffn
said Bobs wife
YES" said Bob, curtains that you
had woven on your mothers loom; anC
you had rugs for the floor and comforts
for the bed and all sorts OF things 70
the kitchen-thongh | don't see how
you contrived them"
They had gone to the door OF the ole
house and were looking in. At tn
place where the fireplace used to burr
they let their fancy run. and there wa
no modern stove with its unpoeti
hearth.
Dams cradle stood right over there,
said Bob's wife, and she almost starte,
! stinct welled up again with the Thrill
Of her youth.
"And little Letty's coffin stood RICH
here" said Bob, as he drew again tn
somber picture Of that earlier day.
r "And here stood Ellen when she maj
: ried her man." said Bob's wife, retreat
r ing handbreadth may be, for even /
r the gathering gloom she felt the di:
j placing effect OF that daughters az
!. grandizement.
7 And there By the stump OF the Will
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cherry tree George told me he wouion
do IT," said Bob. And through the PAIN
NJ the reflection struck the sense oil
satisfaction, for George came Dach Que
time. and placed himself without re-
serve under the dominion OF MS fa'nei'
SO they stood there as the stars came
out. these two old people, shutting 'nen
eyes to the details OF to-day, ana Trying
to see no more than the gracious sweep
of golden morning. They went over
the times when the orchard was pant
ed. the trees being carried across 'ne
woods. and held by her while BOD pack
ed earth about their tender roots, anu
blessed them with honest hopes OF MS
labor.
They remembered the time when they
dug the well. and how long II TOOK tnein
To learn that the water was better thhn
that from the spring. They erased the
blg barns from the present picture ana
remembered the shelter Of poles anu
straw and earth that made their STOCK
all comfortable In those distant winters.
They smoke OF this and that addition 10
the first log house, but they kept us
outlines In their mind. From this WIN
dow they used to hear the wolves
From that they saw Andrew ride home
from the war. one arm IN sing
Through this door came the first preach
err who blessed the neighbOrhood Ana
through that trooped for score OF
blessed years the sun-browned feet OF
growing childhood
They followed the course Of the years
In which that frost had melted away.
and saw the widening sweep of their
tillable land and the growing barns ana
the fiocks and herds. and the manifold
wealth Of the prosperous farmer. Ineh
they turned to the new house. How
ever loving and neighborly the hands
that had helped at 'the raising they
knew II was service different from
that of the rough-looking men who
came in the gloom of early morning
with axes on their shoulders and called
bashful "Hellow All the neighbors
had come, 1t is true, and numbers OF
women had come over at noon TO hell
"Bob's folks" with the dinner-thougf
there was little need of that now wher
vigorous Betty had charge of the work
and her mother need really do nothing
though she was busy constantly.
The timbers had been hauled hom'
, from the modern sawmills, and were
lying ready TO hand. The earth wal
digged up for mighty cellar. Foun
: dalton rocks lay all about the spaces Sc
] aside for the home. All the neighbour
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GROWING OLD.

The fairest lilies droop at eventide.
The sweetest roses fall from off the,
stem: -
The rarest things on earth cannot abby
And we are passing, too, away like
them;
We're growing old.
We had our dreams, those rosy dreams Of
youth;
They faded, and twas well. This after
prime
Hath brought US fuller hopes; and yet
forsooth,
We drop tear now in this later time
TO think we're old.
We smile at those poor fancies OF the
past
A saddened smile, almost akin to pain.
Those. high desires, those purposes 81
vast,
All our poor hearts, they cannot come
again.
We're growing old.
Old7 Well. the heavens are old; this
earth Is, too,
Old wine is best, maturest fruit most
sweet;
Much have we lost, more gained, although
tbs true
We tread life's way with most uncertain
feet;
We're growing old.
We move along, and scatter as we pace,
Soft grnces, tender hopes on ever,
hand;
At last, with gray-streaked hair and hol
low face,
We step across the boundary Of the lane
Where none are old.
Atlanta Constitution.
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Is the watermelon degenentingf You
couldn't induce any intelligent resident,
who was n freckled farmer boy thirty
years ago to believe that 1t Is
not. You couldn't make him be
lleve that he ever crawled three
quarters OF mile on hands and
knees In the moonlight to steal such a
pallid, leathery thing as opens unwill-
lngly to his knife In these early sum
mer days. To attempt It would be to
cast imputations upon his boyish intel
ligence. There was something indie
scribably delicious about the old-time
watermelon. In the first place II was
warm work reaching 1t, Pumping into
burrows and scrambllng over low rail
fences I'm the semi-dark. Then the
patch" lay out In the moonlight. with
rustling corn all around, and dotting II
everywhere lay the great striped mel
ons with gllttering dewdrops on them.
Into these melons the first probe of the
knife caused ominous cracking sounds.
startling to the night raider. Halfway
down Its length the great halves would
ltiNn anu lNAi uCNhh'At f'RNAht Ah' hANhf
red meat exposed In jagged ridges, up
ON which were crystal formations sug-
gestive OF the sweetness within. In
those days no debating society ever dis
cussed the question whether the water
melon was a fruit or n vegetable; after
such a search Il was unQuestionably a
luscious fruit to grace any cline be
tween the poles. To-day IL would be
difficult to classify the Georgia melon
Ii Is tough. unresponsive vegetable
tasting like cucumber which has beer
slightly sweetened with water molas
ses. II Is dull. prosaic. uninteresting
The idea OF stealing one Of them woult
be as preposterous as the stealing of q
cottonwood stump. II Is watery, clam
my. elastic-the very corpse or mumm,
OF the watermelon that used to be.
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dr3hk 1t, for It was good and she
brought 1t to them herself, and her face
Mas very fair.
They laid the big foundation logs
with four huge stones at the corners.
They raised the smaller logs on that,
and Bob's wife stood awed, for her
home was growing. her heart was full
and she almost wept with the stress of
thankfulness she never had known
before, and her eyes met those Of her
husband when the first log over the
door was laid. And she sang-though
very low--all day from very happiness.
There was only dozen men. but they
worked with a will, and the timbers
were ready; and the roof OF poles was
laid and ready for clapboards long be-
fore the day was done. They had eat
en- an excellent dinner. cooked In ket-
ties they meant to tell their women
about and eaten from plates which
Bob's wife said her grandmother had
owned.
They helped Bob with the stable when
the house was done and at dark they
ndlu ,OOQ nix dnu VI Ah1iA
axes and tramped through the woods.
Bob knelt down by his wife that night
and put his arm about her and almost
pray ed-because In the gloom Of the
silent woods that unmade house looked
like home.
How wonderful 1t was In the follow
ing day when Bob rived the clapboards
and spread them on and weighted them
down against the force OF a storm and
hewed the tlmbers for the floors and
"chinked" the cracks In the walks and
swung a door for herl How wonderful
1t was when Bob's wife brought In heI
things and chose the corner for hel
cookstove and spread her treasures as
fast as the floor was madel How won
derful 1t was when the house was com
pleted and they sat one Sabbath morn
ing and knew that God had given then
all they wanted in the world!
This was thirty years ago. Bob has
come to be called Old Bob. and tn,
house the pioneers built for them tina
far-away day had come TO be much toe
small, even with the additions tim'
and ability had given to 1t. And here
was the new house, ready and waiting
The carpenters had gone, the fathers
and plasterers had taken their tool
away, the painters had vanished. AnC
Bob and his wife might move up int
the new house whenever they wanted
} Inded, Betty, the youngest girl-and tn
only one left at home-declared tn
moving was done. Certainly carpet