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The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10
SCHOOL AND CHURCH.

st. Paul's Lutheran church, situ-
ated for many years ut Fifteenth street
and Sixth avenue, New York, has sold
its property for 100000.
The English government is now fur
nishing relief to nearly 100000 people
in India, without materially checking
the force of famine and plague.
The China mission of the Southern
Presbyterian church calls for 81 mis-
sionaries. 1t is loud call. and the
missionaries speak like men in earnest
A generous friend has recently con-
tributed to the treasury of the Ameri-
can Baptist Home Mission society the
sum of $4,000.
st. Georges Episcopal church, New
York city, Rev. DR.. w. s. Rainsford, pas
tor, has 1850 regular communicates,
and IN approximate number of 3,611 on
its pay roll. In the past five years $685.
600 has been raised as an endowment
fund.
Word comes from the international
committee at Constantinople, of which
the British ambassador is chairman,
stating that the funds in hand are en-
tirely inadequate to meet the awful suf-
fering and restitution among the Ar
menians and that careful investigation
has shown that not less than &C, 900 chill
dren have been made orphans by the
late maSsacres.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10
FOR YOUNG PEOPLE.
A QUARREL IN THE OVEN.
o. the gingerbread boy and the pie-cru'

o. the gingerbread boy and the pie-crust
They had quarrel one day;
Together they sat on the oven Shelf
The pie-crust fay and the gingerbread elf,
And the quarrel commenced this way;
Said the gingerbread boy to the pie-crust
girl:
"Tii wager my new brown hat.
That I'm fatter than you and much more
tanned,
Though you're filled with pride till you can
not stand
But what is the good of thatT'
The pie-crust girl turned her little nose up
In a most provoking way:
20. maybe you're brown. but you're poor
as can be,
You do not know lard from q round green
pea!
Is there ausht that you do know. pray'"
o. the gingerbread boy. he laughed loudly
with scorn
As he looked at the fiaky pie-crust.
Just watch how I'll rise in the worid!"
cried he.
Just see how I'm bound to grow light"
cried she,
while you stay tho color OF rust"
So the gingerbread boy and the pie-crust
girl.
They each of Thorn swelled with pride,
Till a noise was heard In the room without,
A cry of delight then very glad shout,
And the oven was opened wide.
Then the gingerbread boy and the pie-crust
girl
Could have screamed and wept with pain.
For a rosy-chesked loss and a small bright
eyed Lad
Took bite of each-yee. this tales very
sad
So they'll now never quarrel again.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10
Indian Cure for snake Bites.

A full-blooded Greek Indian states
that an Indian never dies from the bite
Of RATHER, and an Indian never dies
from the bite of a mad dog. This the
remedy: LET the snake go along about
his business" Run to the house, get
an onion about two inches in diameter,
and about three cents worth of strong
tobacco. Then get two tablespoonfulso of
table salt, cut the tobacco up pretty
fine with knife, mix the tobacco and
salt until it is well mixed. twill make
n poultice. Place this on the wound.
Make new poultice. Place this on the
wound. Make new poultice every six
hours, and it will noteven swell. Apply
as soon as possible.-Chicago Chronicle.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10
HERDlNG THE LAMBS.

How 1t Is Done In the Great Ranches
of the Far West.
The herding of lambs, most people
would say, should be a pleasant oocu-
patton, but no occupation is more ex-
asperating than this ancient and
pastoral and poetical one. Rearing a
few lambs is amusing enough, but
when it comes to herding them in great
numbers, as in western sheep ranches,
then woe begins for man.
AT the proper season the flocks are
divided up into little bunohes of 30 or so,
in order that the newborn lamb and
his mother may get acquainted" In
a big flock, the mother is almost sure to
lose her lamb. AS for the lamb himself
1T is usually he-for the first three
or four days of his existence, he is not
only unable to distinguish his mother
from any other sheep, but he cannot
distinguish her from anything else, and
will chase a man or a COW or a coyote
with equal impartiality and enthusi-
asm.
The little punches of sheep and lambs
are sent out 10 feed, each IN charge of a
herder-extra hands being hired for
the occasion--whose business is to keep
the lambs from straying away and mix
ing theselves up with the other punches
which they will certainly do if they
Gun.
The herder will be watching his lit
tie flock, and perhaps smiling at the an
ties of one of the lambs-who,
having found a most desirable ont
hill, has assembled to its loftiest
summit, and is there jumping up
and down, stif,-legged and switch
ing his toll. as If in the happy
conviction that he has discovered the
very highest peak in the world-when
there comes light puff of wind, bring
ing with 1t the bleat of some old eve
half mile off. In an instant away goes
the lamb to see if that were not his
mother calling-very likely he tumbles
over his mother in the first three steps
and away goes the herder in pursuit.
But the lamb, for all that he may be
only "a hours old, easily outruns the
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10

low with thin lips and a Ratchet face,
was by the safe examining the lock.
He turned toward the girl.
"Ye might as well save trouble" he
said. "We know what's here, an we're
goin' to have it. This is biz, under
stand. We shan't hurt we, If We be-
have"
The girl glanced at him with angry
contempt. Her blood was boiling.
There amt goin' to be nobody to
help ye," the fellow continued. "rhe
road bridge is down-swep away by
the freshet-and the fellers from the
mills won't git here yet awhile. Yer
mas too far off, an she amt no good
anyway. We've got to have that key, fur
we amt got no tools handy. Be lively
now. We kin be rough if we have ter"
With n sudden motion Lena pulled
the key from her apron pocket. The
big rutfian beside her snatched at it,
lowering his pistol as he did so; but
with the quickness of cat she flung
the little piece of steel through the
open door of the stove, where it slipped
down among the glowing Goals. The
fellow caught up the poker and plunged
it into the red-hot mass, but the key
had disappeared. With a cry of rage
he spraug toward the girl; but while
his back was turned she had darted
across the room and jerked open q
drawer.
Throw up your hands, you scoun-
drel."
The command came in a hoarse roar
from the open window. The desperate
wheeled, saw fierce, livid face glar-
ing in from the outer gloom, saw also
n leveled weapon, and suspected more
behind. He dropped his pistol and
obeyed.
Laying his left hand on the sill, John
Sturgin leaped through the window
with one bound. There is no record
breaker like love and anger in things
athletic. Meanwhile the lesser villain
was struggling with the fastenings Of
the nearest window; but when he
glanced over his shoulder and caught
the CLINT of another revolver in the
hands of Lena, as she stood by the open
drawer, he desisted.
Give it up" he said, coolly. Eye got
me, sure, little girl; though how them
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10
SPARRows RESCUE A SPARROW.
The One I'm Need of Help Came Into
His Plight Through Greed.

The One I'm Need of Help Came Into
His Plight Through Greed.
The English sparrow is perhaps the
shrewdest bird going, and rarely ever
gets caught in scrape. saw one liter
ally in tight place, though, the other
day, and but for the shrewdness of his
friends he would doubtlessbe there now.
or worse. A careless colored cook of the
house adjoining mine had spilled some
raw rice, perhaps quart or more, in the
back yard of my neighbours premises.
In order to hide her carelessncss from
her mistress and so to save herself the
trouble of picking up the rice, the re-
sourceful cook simply turned an empty
box over the little pile, thus putting it
out of sight, and went her way rejoic-
irg.
Presently bevy of sparroYs CHANGED
that way and took possession of my
neighbours back yard. Ere long an adj
venturous one of the number discovered
a convenient knothole in the overturned
box, poked his inquisitive little head
therein, and forthwith spread the news
of the rice find. Then things were pretty
lively thereabouts. First one and then
another of the birds would pop down
through the hole to bob up few mo-
ments later with his crop full of rice.
They were all mighty gay over the mat
ter, and most of them made two or
three trips inside before they were sat
isfied.
By and by something seemed to have
;y~1e n,,tt RI
chriped and chartered in an agtated
manner. crowding upon and about the
box so thickly that twas some time be-
fore 1 could see that one little brown
head kept bobbing up frantically
through the knothole from the under
side, and getting no further. Some
greedy little fellow had laid in an over
supply, and so made himself too big for
ar exit through the hole.
The case really seemed pitiful one,
as nothing but time and the slow proc
ess OF nature could relieve the poor
prisoner of his predicament. At least
that is what I thought, and 1 marveled
that so clever a creature as a sparrow
should get himself into n hole. Mean
time had forgotten to reckon upon the
ingenuity of the birds on the outside of
the hole. They lost no time in bringing
this qualification in evidence, however,
for pretty soon discovered that they
had set to work to dig the little prisoner
out. Having selected the most vulner-
able spot of the surrounding ground,
first one and then another of the birds
would scratch and peck away, each one
taking his turn. and working energetic
ally, till by and by hole was made big
enough for even the overloaded fellow
on the inside to creep through.-Phlla-
delphia Times.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10

fellers got acrost so quick beats me.
Now don't git narvous with that pop
per of yourn; I'll rest easy, an l amt
got no gun anyway
"Give me your pistol, Lena" said
Sturgin, his voice still quaking with
excitement. "Now, you two brutes,
stand here, face to the wall, hands up.
Lena, please send message through
to Grandport for train and a posse"
She sent the message as she was bid
den; but the steadiness was gone from
her hand and the color from her cheek.
She felt faint; she threw open the door
and gazed up the track. The night
had grown very dark, though filmy
veil of auroral light still fitted now and
then across the starry background. At
length the rumble of an engine was
heard-a welcome sound to Sturgin,
whose arms were so palsied with weari-
ness and nervous tension that he could
hardly hold the pistols. 1t was just
as well that his prisoners were so placed
that they couldn't see him. Soon, how
ever, they were In the hands OF the
deputy sheriff, and the strain was over.
Sturgin sat holding both Lena'sh hands
in his. II can't understand ii" he said.
"How did it happen, dear, that you tele-
graphed me for help so long before
those villains reached the depot?'
1T telegraph" she cried. why, I
didn't; 1 couldn't. / hadn't the small
est chance-until after you came, just
in the nick of time, and saved me,
John"
"Achl" exclaimed burly Mac, who
was standing by. It'll be them north
ern lights done it, likely. Ye know
what a fiddle-faddle they'll make long
b. the wires, an set all the soun'ers
clackin'. An I'm thinkin', Sturgin,
somebody's whim-whams done the
rest"
1T was n message straight from
Heaven" murmured Lena.
And doubtless both she and Mac were
right.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10
RUNNING TO A FIRE.
Response of New York's Department.
TO an Electric AInrm.

Response of New York's Department.
to an Electric Alarm.
San Alarm of Fire by Telegraph" is
the subject of an article by Charles T..
Hill, in st. Nicholas. After describing
the outbreak of fire in kitchen in
West Sixteenth street, and the pulling
of an alarm from n corner box, Mr.. Hill
says: The alarm has been sent. II
may seem like an age to the owner as
he stands waiting for the firemen to APP
pear; but it is a matter of only n few
seconds; for within 20 seconds this sta
ton number is ringing in a score or
more of engine houses, and within one
minute and n half six companies of APP
paratus are on their way to this box.
He looks up and down the avenue and
what does he see?
Turning into Seventh avenue at the
intersection of Greenwich avenue, five
blocks to the south of where he stands,
fire engine appears, drawn by three
phlnging gray horses. AS it straightens
out in the broad avenue, they dash mad
ly toward where he stands. A hose wag-
on follows, filed with sturdy men dom
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10

hill, but the road ran straight over the
summit. BY strenuous effort he had
already reached the crest, and the hard
driven wheel leaped forward with n
fresh burst of speed as it felt the down
ward slope.
Suddenly the air seemed full of rosy
light, as If tinged with the glow OF
dawn. Though he was now running at
a breakneck pace, he glanced upward
The sky was afame with the Pickering
remnants of the aurora borealis. Near
the horizon lay bank of dusky haze,
through which the stars CLEANED faint
ly. Above it wavered pale phosphores-
cent curtain, which shivered as il
shaken by gusts of wind, from behind
which ruddy streamers shot up TO the
very zenith, and fiickered and wanetl
and frightened. 1t was magnificent
display; but as the descent was be-
coming sleeper every moment, he was
obliged to keep his eyes fixed on the
road.
He was now rushing down the rough
track with violence that almost de-
fed control. The overstrained tubing
gave under his weight to the very limit
of it's strength; the machine heaved
and palpitated like frightened horse,
and SHE'D wildly amid the ruts and
stones that he could not avoid. At a
sharp turn OF the road he swung out
so far that he felt the hind tire slipping
on the Icy edge and barely escaped
plunping down the embankment; then
the depot windows flashed into view.
After that the bicycle must have
chosen it's own course, for Sturgin was
not conscious OF guiding it. For the
sash was raised, and against the vel
low lamplight he saw the dark outline
of aman crawling in through the open
ing; another followed.
The last figure had scarcely disap-
reared when his wheel came to stop
in the deep sand of the station yard.
He dropped from the saddle, pulled a
44-caliber revolver from his hip pocket,
and sprang to the window.
The depot consisted OF a single room;
the safe and the telegraphic apparatus
were on the further side. In the middle
of the floor stood Lena, defiant, with
clenched hands and glowing cheeks,
looking straight down the black muz-
zle of pistol that huge desperate
WINS holding close to her face.
"You unlock that safe, right quick,
and no nonsense" he was saying.
az won't; 1 can't" cried Lena.
The other intruder, seedy little fe'-
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10
MY LITTLE CALLER.

sunday morning while I'm dozing
late beyond the wonted hour.
saaIine rest from weekday strivings
Stern, which brain and nerve devour.
Comes ray of human sunshine.
Stealing softly to my bed,
Reaching up on little tip-toes,
ringing gently at the spread.
.pona p'ease waite up for baby"
sounds like angel notes l vow.
rollowed by the worldly message:
"Recksus soon be yeady now"
Ringing quickly back the covers.
Grabbing up the dimpled dear,
c,,ting her In bed beside me
soft curls tangled round my ear
Coon forgotten all my dreamings,
All the worlds vain show and pomp.
Even breakfast goes unheeded
In that royal morning romp.
when sleep my last long slumber.
All | ask to seal my bliss
To that somewhere I'll be wakened
Ry an angel voice like this.
Nelson johnson. In Chicago
Times Herald.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10
HURRYING TO A FIRE.

ming rubber coats and fire hats. The
bells of both engine and wagon are
ringing furiously, and the whistle of the
former keeps up series of short
shrieks.
1t is truly an inspiring sight, and ha
almost forgets the destruction that
threatens his home.
AS he looks up the avenue he sees APP
preaching from Twentieth street. four
blocks to the north, another piece of
apparatus-a heavy affair that sways
from side to side rs it swings from one
car-track to another. This is truck"
or hook-and-ladder company, and it is
preceded by light wagon containing
two men, one driving while the other
looks eagerly ahead for the appearance
of fire. This is the chief of the Seventh
battalion, who afterwards has charge of
the fire. Whistles and bells in the two
adjoining streets TO the north of him
tell of the approach of more engines.
One is coming from the east, the other
from the west. The engine approach
ing from the east turns the corner of
Eighteenth street, two blocks above,
just as the one coming from the south
Is over q block away. 1t is now mad
race between the two to see which will
first reach tho box. The one approach
ing from the south has the advantage
of clear run up the avenue, however,
and arrives at the corner before the
other. The man at the box indicates
by pointing to his home the location of
the fire, and the driver of this engine,
who knows the hydrants in his district
as well as he knows the stations, turns
the corner on run and pulls his horses
up beside hydrant nearly opposite the
fire.
Another truck company has followed
this first appearing engine, also coming
from the south. Another battalion
chief has turned the corner of Four
teenth street, coming from the east, and
following him a strengthening APP
paratus-a four-wheeled wagon, carry
ing what one might almost call an enor-
nous cannon with an inverted muzzle
this is a "water tower" Still another
detachment ashes toward the box from
the north. This is big red wagon
drawn by two noble animals that are
covering the ground with great leaps.
1t Ia filled with men wearing white rub
Der coats and red fire hats. This Is q
section of the fare insurance patrol, and
they come to protect property from
damage by water, and to save what they
can. The third engine coming from
the west follows and pulls up at hy-
drant on the corner and awaits or
ders.'
The first company to arrive have
rushed into the basement with their
hose. The engine is at work in an in
slant, and a few dashes of water extin-
guishes the fire. The fire insurance
patrolmen go through the building,l
opening windows to let the smoke es-
cape and ascertain the amount of dam-
age done. Members Of the first truck
company to arrive assist the men from
the engine company in putting out any
remaining traces Of fire by pulling
down woodwork, plaster, etc., in the
kitchen. The other companies stand
ready to get to work until ordered ito
quarters" by the battalion chief; and
soon there is little evidence of fire be-
yond a wet pavement and badly
wrecked kitchen.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10

herder, and hurries on, until, for want
of breath, OF because he has seen some
imaginary bugaboo, he falls fiat upon
his side among the grass and lies still,
believing himself to be securely hidden.
Then the herder creeps softly up and
pounces upon the little truant, turns
his head the right way, sets him upon
his feet, and gives him pat behind to
start him. In an instant the perverse
little animal has whirled around and
set off again in the wrong direction.
Perhaps the herder, having caught
the fugitive, will swing him round and
round until the lamb is so giddy that he
falls upon his head the moment he Is
set down; but it makes no difference;
no sooner has he staggered to his feet
again than awny he goes once more on
his original course with the accuracy
which is as astonishing as 1t is provoke
ing.
The only sure plan for the herder to
follow Is to tuck the truant under his
arm and carry him back to within See
ing, hearing and smelling distance OF
his own bunch. Then, perhaps, the
lamb will condescend to recognize his
mother again, greeting her with re-
monstrant "Baa!" as il to soy: "Oh
here you are! And where have you been
gadding to, I'd like to known
This sort of thing goes on at frequent
intervals all day long, from sunrise to
tunset, and it is not to be wondered al
II, by the end Of the day, the harasscd
herder should be in state of collapse
and his temper in very rickety condi.
tion.-Sidford F. Hamp, in Youths Com
painon.
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last the hand on the clock stood at
IL, and still they had not come.
John Sturgin was sitting alone
in the ticket Office at Pine Ridge.
Thoughts of Lena were uppermost in
his mind-a thing not unprecedented
but tonight his head was full of fam
cies. He knew about the cash box,
for he had spoken with the express
agent as the train backed through.
I'm afraid the little girl was wor-
ried about that money" he unused.
"She isn't used to that sort of thing.
But it can't have been in her hands
more than half an hour"
The telegraph at his elbow was click
ing in an uneasy, irregular fashion,
but he had scarcely noticed il. All ut
once the signal sounded loudly. This
was followed by an unintelligible rat.
tie; even his practiced eur could make
nothing of it. Then, after a moments
silence, came words-broken and fiut-
tering-but to his quick apprehension
they sounded like an articulate cry.
"O-O-O-Help!" Then confusion
OF clicks-and again the instrument
seemed to cry out: "O-O-Save-L-
He sprang to, the key and tried to
telegraph question; but he could get
no response. The wires seemed badly
out OF order. He was much alarmed.
Something was wrong-horribly wrong
at Dumphy's Glen. 1t would not do
to waste time.
He ran out of the depot. Look after
things, Mac" he called to the baggage
man.
His bicycle was leaning against the
building; he had brought it out that
day for the first time since winter set
In With a quick push and leap he
was in the saddle, bounding along the
dim, frozen road.
Dim-yet for mere starlight the night
seemed wonderfully luminous. But the
light was fitful; there were moments
when all seemed buried in darkness
Then the landscape frightened and
glimmered as if the moon had emerged
from behind cloud. But there was no
moon; he knew that the moon would
not rise until morning was near.
The railway circled the foot of the
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10

'T am told" remarked the ordinary
mortal, "that you own the EARTH"
WELL" replied the plumber. with be-
coming humility, for humility is becom-
ing to anybody, however great, II have
laid my pipes for It,"
1t will be recalled in this connection
that pipes are laid in such way that
they will freeze up and burst eight or
more times each winter.-Detroit jour.
nal.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10
Easier I'm Her Time.

A good joke on schoolma'am comea
from Cumberland Gap, and is told by
the Middlesborough News. A teacher
told one of the boys to name all the pres
idents, and when he replied he couldn't
the teacher said: "When was as old
as you could name all the presidents
in their order" The boy replied:
"There were only few presidents
then"
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10
Not ms Rcpresented.

"Thesc for me?" asked the prima
donna as the flowers were handed over
the footlights.
"Yes'm," replied the usher.
"Take them back to the florist in
stantly," she Numbered, absent-mind-
edly, "and tell him I'll not pay for such
a wretched bouquet" = Philadelphia
North American.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10
story Told hx NH Nxe.

The late Bill Nye was fond of telling
this story of his small daughter: At the
dinner table one day there was q party
OF guests, for whom Mr.. Nye was doing
his best in the way of entertainment. A
lady turned to the little girl. "Your
father is a very funny man." said she.
"Yes," responded the child, when we
have company"
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-10
An Expressiye Tcrm.

Twynn-Yes. he left a cool million
dollars.
Triplett--why do you use the adjec-
tive cool?
ITO show that he did not take any
If his money with Hmm. Y. Jour
nal