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The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09
Cooling Drinks For the Fourth.

Jelly Water-Sour jellies dissolved
in water make delicious drinks. Best
always boil the jelly in water, then
cool. In this way the jelly does not
become lumpy.
Cream of Tartar Water-Pour three
quarts of water to an ounce of cream
of tartar. Stir in it the juice of fresh
lemon and the peel cut in very thin
strips without q particle of pulp.
Sweeten to taste. Let stand till cold
and clear. Pour off without disturb
ing the sediment ct the bottom. A
tumblerful iced is o pleasant and
healthful beverage.
Orange Lemonade-To the juice of
two lemons add that of one orange, to
this amount of juice add four large
tumblerfuls of water, sweeten to taste
and cool.
Strawberry Water-Cook the straw
berries in a very little water, strain
through o small sieve, boil the juice
in little sugar till the strawberry
color has returned, set away, and add
the right amount to O glass of water.
Soda Beer--Two pounds white
sugar, whites of two eggs, two ounces
tartaric acid, two tablespoons flour,
two quarts water and juice of one
lemon; boil two OF three minutes and
flavor to taste. When wanted for use,
take half teaspoon soda, dissolve in
half glass water, pour into it about
two tablespoons of the mixture and it
will foam to the top Of the glass.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09

to the piazza, au.example which all,
including Mrs. Slocumb, ct once fol-
lowed. She was trembling now, for
she felt assured that she could.explain
the cause of the commotion.
"May ] ask, madam" said Tarle-
ton, turning to her as soon as he had
given his orders for the action of the
troops, "whether any of Washington's
forces are in this neighborhood or
not?"
"You must know that General
Greene and the marquis are in South
Carolina, and [ have no doubt you
would be pleased to see Lee once
more. He shook your hand very
warmly the last time he met you, am
told"
An oath escaped the angry colonel's
lips, and he glanced for moment at
the scar which the wound Lee had
made had left on his hand, but he
turned abruptly and ordered the
troops to form on the right and he
dashed down the lawn.
A shout and the sound of firearms
drew the attention of Mrs. Slocumb to
the long avenue that led to the house.
A cry escaped her at the sight, for
there was her husband, followed by
two Of her neighbors, pursuing on
horseback band of five tories whom
Tarleton had sent to scour the coun-
try.
On and on they came, and it was
evident that the pursuers were too
busy to have noticed the army of
Tarleton. Broad swords and various
kinds of weapons were flashing in the
Dir, and it was plain that the enraged
Slocumb saw nothing but the tories
he was pursuing. Could nothing be
done2 Would they run into the very
heart of the camp? Mrs. Slocumb
tried to scream and warn her hus.
band, but not sound could she
make. One of the tories had just
fallen, when she saw her husbands
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09

dinner soon ready fit for king, and
surely far too good for such cruel
and bloodthirsty man as Tarleton soon
was known to be.
When the colonel and his staff were
summoned to the dining-room they
sat down to a table which fairly
groaned beneath the good things
heaped upon it. It was such o dinner
as only the South Carolina matrons
knew how to prepare, and the men
soon became jovial under its infu-
ences. 1--WE shall have few sober
men by morning." said captain, ''if
this is the way we are to be treated.
[ suppose when this little war is over
all this country will be divided among
the soldiers. Eth, colonel?"
Undoubtedly the officers will &C.
cupy large portions Of the country"
replied Tarleton.
eyes, I know just how much they
will each occupy" said Mrs. Slocumb,
unable to maintain silence longer.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09
STATE NORMAL SCHOOL,
NATcHITocHEs, IA.

Maintained by the State for the
training of teachers Affords thorough
preparation for the rofession of teach
ing; full course of academic study,
practical training in the art OF teach
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ed training teachers. Glass work ex-
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in matter and method of instruction.
Diploma entities graduate to teach in
any public school of Louisiana without
examination.
Tuition free to students who teach
one year after graduation. Entire ex-
pense for session of eight month, $11O.
Twelfth annual session begins Oct.
|, 1896.
For catalogue write to
B. c. CALDWELL, Pres.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09
Original Declaration of independence.

The original Declaration of Inde-
pendence is in so dilapidated o condi-
ton that nowadays it is rarely if ever
exposed to public view. Exposure to
light and the process of making a
duplicate copy of the declaration have
faded the ink in the historic document,
but it is still legible. Some of the
signatures are nearly faded out. John
Hancock, however, seems to have
used an imperishable ink, for his name
stanks black and bold on the parch-
ment, which is now kept in a steel
safe, out of the sunlight and out of
public view.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09
horses as they passed.

horses as they passed.
"Hol' on, massa! Hol' ont" he
shouted.
Recognizing the voice, Slocumb and
his followers for the first time stopped
and glanced about them. Off to their
left were a thousand men within pis-
lei shot. AS they wheeled their
horses they saw body of horsemen
leaping the hedge and already in
their rear. Quickly wheeling again,
they started directly for the house
near which the guard had been sta-
toned. On they swept, and, on
leaping the fence of lath about the
garden patch, amid shower of bull
lets, they started through the open
lots. Another shower of bullets fell
about them as their horses leaped the
broad brook, or canal, as it was called,
and then almost before the guard had
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09

cleared the fences they had gained the
shelter of the woods beyond and were
safe.
The chagrin of the British Tarleton
was as great as the relief Of Mrs. Slo-
cumb, and when on the following day
the troops moved on, the cordial adieu
of the hostess led the colonel to say:
"The British ore not robbers, madam.
We shall pay you for all we have
taken"
81 am so rejoiced at what you have
not taken that [ shall not complain if
I do not hear from you again"
And she neither heard nor COM
planned.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09
IN THE DAYS OF THE REVOLUTION,
SOUTHERN HOME AND POSSESSIONS
INVADED BY A BRITISH HOST AND coUR-
AGE IN HER HUSBAND
By Everett T. TomIinson.

OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09
BOWING TO HIS HORSES NECK.

''And how much will that be,
MADAME" inquired Tarleton, bowling
low.
"Six feet two."
The colonel's face again flushed
with anger as be replied, excuse
me, but I shall endoevor to have this
very plantation made over to me as o
ducal seat"
81 have q husband, v 'lom you seem
to forget, and 1 can ASSURE you he is
not the man to allow even the king
to have a quiet seat on his ground"
But the conversation suddenly was
interrupted by the sounds of firing.
"Some Struggling scout running
away" said one of the men, not quite
willing to leave the t. Die.
mo, sir There are rifles there,
and good many of then, too" said
Tarleton, rising quickly and running
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09
The Best Part.

On the last day of school the chill.
dren Of Miss Smiths room had o pic
mic in Blake's Grove, and while they
were resting from their games they
began to talk about the Fourth of
July.
81 think the best part of the Fourth
is the procession" said Margaret.
cts so nice to hear the band play
and see the soldiers marchingr'
ri like the ice cream and the lem.
onade," said Tommy, ''and the pea
nuts and candy and the merry-go-
round"
"But the games and races ore the
most fun" said Albert.
'You forget the fireworks" said
Alice.
eyes; and the frecrackers," said
Paul, "and all the flags"
81 think we'd better take vote on
it," said Miss Smith.
Four voted for the procession, seven
for the freerackers and flags, seven
for the games and races, nine for the
fireworks, and thirteen for the ice
cream and lemonade, the nuts and
candy and the merry-go-round.
GLOW would you have voted, Miss
Smith," some of the children asked.
"Well," said Miss Smith, SITS hard
to decide, and [ believe 1 should have
voted as little Sammy did, for he held
up his hand every time"
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09

One warm morning in the spring of
1850 Mrs. Slocumb was sitting on the
broad piazza about her home on q
large plantation in South Carolina.
Her husband and many of his neigh
bors were with Sumter, fighting for
Ehe struggling colonies, but on this
beautiful morning there were almost
20 signs Of wsr to be seen. AS yet
this plantation had not been mo-
Tested, and as Mrs. Slocumb glanced
Ather little child playing near her, or
spoke to her sister, who was her COM
panion, or addressed a word to the
servants, there was no alarm mani
lest. But in q moment the entire
scene was changed.
"There come the soldiers" said
der sister, pointing toward an officer
aud twenty troopers, who turned out
Of the highway and entered the yard.
Mrs. Slocumb made no reply, al
though her face became pale, and
there was q tightening of the lips as
she watched the men. Her fears were
not sllayed when she became satisfied
that the leader was none other than
the hated Colonel Tarleton. That
short, thick-set body, dressed in a
gorgeous scarlet uniform, the forid
lace and cruel expression, proclaimed
The approaching officer only too we'll.
But the mistress gave no sign of fear
IS she arose to listen to the words of
The leader. who soon drew his horse
10 halt before her.
Raising his cap and bowling to his
horses neck, he said: 'Have l the
pleasure OF addressing the mistress of
this plantation?"
"Itis my husbands"
"And is he here?"
"He is not"
"He is no rebel, is hep"
'No, sir. He is soldier in the
army Of his country and fighting her
invaders"
"He must be a rebel and no friend
Of his country if he fights against his
king"
"Only slaves have masters here"
replied the undaunted woman.
Tarleton's face flushed, but he
made no reply, and, turning to one of
his companions, gave orders for
camp to be made in the orchard near
by. Soon the HOO men in his COM
mand had pitched their tents, and the
peaceful plantation took on the garb
of war.
Returning to the piazza and again
bowling low the British colonel said:
Necessity compels his majesty's
troops to occupy your place for
slime, and I will have to make my |
quarters in your house; that is, if it
will not be too great an inconvenience
to you"
"My family consists at present of
only myself, my child and sister, be-
sides the servants, and we must obey |
your orders"
In less than an hour the entire
place was transformed. The white
tents covered the lawn, horses were
tied to the high rail fences, soldiers in
bright uniforms were moving here
and there. Before entering the house
the British colonel called some of his
officers and gave sharp orders for
securing the country within the
neighborhood of ten or fifteen miles.
This sharp command was not lost
upon Mrs. Slocumb, nor was she slow
to act upon it herself, as we soon shall
see. But for the present, trying to
stifle her fears, she determined to
make the best of the situation and |
avert all the danger possible by pro-
viding for the comfort of Tarleton and |
his men, and accordingly she had
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09

horse suddenly stop and swerve to
one side. What was the cause?
Sambo, the slave whom Mrs. Slo-
cumb had dispatched, as soon as
Tarleton had come, to warn her hus-
band, had started promptly on his er-
rand, but the bright coats of the
British had so charmed him that he
had fingered about the place, and
when the sound of the guns was
heard Sambo had gone only as far as
the edgerow that lined the avenue.
Discretion became the better part of
valor then, and the fellow in his fear
had crawled beneath it for shelter;
but when his frightened face beheld
his master approaching he had mus
tered enough courage to crawl forth
from his hiding place and startle the
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09
Hard to Choose,

doctor, do you think it possible
for healthy ten year-old boy to get
nervous prostration from mental
strain?"
"You are referring to your own boy,
I presumed"
Certainly"
"What are the circumstances"
'Why I offered him his choice be-
tween $40 worth of fireworks and q
new racing wheel" > indianapolis
journal,
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09
For Change.

Bobby-"Say, did you ever tie q
pack Of frecrackers to o dogs tail?"
Percy-'No, sir, I didn't. Ny MAN.
mas taught me to be kind to AMI
mails" Bobby-"Huh! What fun
did you have then?" Percy-"Oh, I
just set mine off behind girls. y
Truth.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09

Shines in Old Glory's folds, us
And whether he be near or far u -
Allegiance ever holds.
And II for men you shout or call
In millions they'll reply;
For that old flag, which floats for all,
'TWould be their pride to die.
Then rally round the flag once morel
East, West and North and South
Fight as our fathers fought Of yore
Fen to the lannon's mouth
Fling out the Stars and Stripes on high,
And when we deal with Spain
Let these words be our battle cry:
Remember, boys, the Mainel'
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-09

from the North and South and East and
West
From city, farm and plain
Loud comes a cry-will never rest
For vengeance unto Spain. =
ghe call knows never stop nor pause
Throughout the mighty land;
But rising for O common cause
Rings out the chorus grand.
With yankee Doodle" "Dixle" swells
With no dlscordant notes,
And Northern cheers and Southern yells
Come from ten million throats.
The Eastern man forgets to boast,
The Westerner to brag,
But ono cry's heard from coast to coast
"rls "Rally round the flag"
The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1898-02-03

To Caf1ett, with the keen Joy in life
that comes from health and out-of-door
exercise. the expedition was what he
called "a good deal Of a picnic Bron-
son, in his quiet way, was very inter
esting companions. Sometimes as the
hunters rested at night before rolling
themselves in their blankets the guide
told stories, drawn from his own ex-
perience of Comanche and Kiowa
raids and fightings; but as yet they
had seen no signs Of Indians. Bronson
spoke one night about turning back
toward the settlements soon, but Cat
lett was eager to continue the trip. So
it was agreed that they. should keep
on their course day or two longer,
and then, passing round some bluffs
that lay to the northward, return to
Venadita by another route.
The next day, about the middle of
the forenoon, they came to deep, dry
water course, such as the southwestern
plainsmen call 'tarroyos,'' leading
southwark from the bluffs. Each bank
fell sheer downward 20 feet. and the
wide, sandy channel between was per
fectly dry. Following an old buffalo
trail, the hunters found a. crossing
the only one possible for man or beast
within a distance of many miles. Be-
fore descending into the arroyo Bron-
son hesitated, looking northward to the
bluffs, where a dimness appeared in the
sky, elsewhere bright and clear.
There'u be water running in this
channel before the sun goes down." he
said, as streak of lightning quivered
beyond the bluffs. = There's thunder
storm gathering about the head of the
arroyo"
They crossed the water course and
continued on their way until noon.
when they halted. They had begun to
unsaddle their horses when sharp
"S-s-st" from Bronson called Catlett's
attention, and he saw the guide draw
ing tight the saddle cinch he had lust
begun to loosen.
"Keep the saddle on your horse and
see that it's we'll clinched. Don't look
| around as if you suspected anything
Bronson said. without lifting his head.
Il think there's some hard riding for
us to do pretty quick. Are you ready
Get on your horse and take the back
trail, but don't move out of walk un-
less I give the word. Never mind the
| pack mule. He'll follow
Catlett did as he was told.
what have you seen, Sam?" he
asked, as with their horses at a walk
| they started back on the ronte they
had Travelled that morning.
Nothing much. Only Comanchc's
head peeping over the crest of the ridge
we're leaving behind" answered the
guide, in his calm, 1natter-of- fact way
1T was only for a moment, and he was
behind cactus plant, but I've made
no mistake. That Indian was the scout
of some band not far away. We won't
push our horses in the beginning, for if
The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1898-02-03
A LlTTL NONSENSE.

Miss Triil 81 love to hear the birds
Ising. Jack Downright warmly $50
do I. They never attempt piece be-
You'd their ability Z = ii Bits.
He--.'.F hat is Mrs. Pendennis, presi-
dent OF the Astronomical society, and
she's exasperatingly clever.' She
Eyes. but how consolingly ugly! life.
Matching Conspiracy Uncle
Ned-''Ho do xou like your new steam
.engine 2? johnny Isn't it a dandy ?
| I wonder FIVE could burst the boiler?''
Puck. Al:
--Baegle Bent is very generous
man" Brace--s'In what respect ?" Bag
ley-"He never passes a beggar that he
doesn't borrow q dime from me to give
to him. HARLEM Life.
Grandpa invited Dorothy to go with
him to feed the chickens, the morning
after her arrival at the farm. On her
return to the house she inquired shyly:
"Grandpa, do all hens eat with their
noses ??'''-Judge. -. =
His Sole Rcliance.-"The last time
I saw you, Dibble,'' said Corbus, 'syou
were publishing bright little country
paper. Did you lose your journalistic
enthusiasm" 'Worse,'' replied Dib-
BILE, with mournful sigh. ST lost:the
county printing Chicago Tribune.
Chicago Man ito stranger IN Lon
don)-"1'm actually bored to finish.
Don't know soul in the village. By the
way, where do yo.h hail from?'' Prince
of Wales" Sir, do not hail at all; Pm
getting: ready to reign."'-Chicago
News. H.;
fan author" said the practical lit
terateur, ought to know several Ian
guages.' 'Of course he ought" replied
his fellow craftsman. "The field has
been so we'll worked that there is no
longer any use Of reading old English
books in search of original ideas."-
Washington Star.
-"Oh, my friends, there are some
spectacles that one never forgets!" said
a lecturer, after giving a graphic de-
scription of a terrible accident he had
witnessed. I'D like to know where
they sells 'em,' remarked an old lady
in the audience, who is always mislay-
| ing her glasses.-Tit-Bits
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'1alsIgo!R|Y' ! lllfS
. $3.50 8.
MUssENToUGH,T.

He lives in mammals basket, and his name
. - is Mussentouchit. .vs5
''Mussentouchit, Mussentouchit," Is what
the people say, r.4 -
When daring baby fingers, never tarrying
to ask 1t, f ~ "
To ravel worsted mysteries by baby
methods try. s' 49,.
And Mussentouchit often hides in man.
mas box of buttons,
Where many tempting treasures are AZ
ways slowed away.
And when blue eyes peep over. and pink
hands raise the cover.
''Mussentouchit Mussentouchit," Is what
the people say.
And Mussentouchit creeps away In mann
mas bureau drawers, 49,
'Mongst pretty rosy ribbons. and laces
white and fair,
And when the little creeper delves dimpled
arms In deeper,
He finds-would you believe it?-that
Mussentouchit's there.
And he's shut between the cases Of papa S
watch, now truly,
For last night baby heard him, ticking.
ticking. DER and DER.
And when he reached to clutch It, "Mussen-
tochit, Mussentouchit,"
Cried papa, as he sat the wondering baby
on the floor.
And Mussentouchit' skulking behind the
big piano,
And he's always found on duty beside the
silver vase,
And If baby's eyes are prying into man.
mas books. and spying,
Why, the first thing he will come to will
be Mussentouchit's face.
Now who is Mussentouchit, and what's his
business? tell me.
Why can we never see him? If anybody
knows
should really like to ask it-as he sneaks
from box to basket,
And why we always find him where'er the
baby goes.
-Maude Morrison Huey. in Good House
keeping.
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Seeing the white men still running
away, the Indians, not hesitating,
dashed down in the arroyo one after
another. Then Bronson slipped from
his saddle, threw the bride rein over
the horses head, so that the animal
should not wander about, and with his
repeating rifle in his hand, ran back to
the arroyo.
Follow me,"' he called to Catlett;
and in half minute more, from the
arroyo's brink his rifle was speaking
sharply to the Comanches down in the
channel. Catlett, reaching the bank
half minute later, saw the Indians
strung in a line extending from the fur
ther bank to mid-stream, their ponies
struggling in the swift, swelling cur
rent, now risen to their shoulders, in
which they could neither swim nor
stand. A Comanche diappearing be-
meath the surface, a red stain in the
ripples closing above him, u dead pony
rolling and humping as the current
swept him down the channel, two rider
less ponies dashed back through the
stream, and two wounded warriors
whom their comrades were helping to-
ward the other bank. were evidences
Of the deadly work already done by
Bronson's weapon.
A Comanche on his guard is diff
cult mark to hit. Sitting in his sad
die, at the flash of the rife aimed at
him h. darts his horse swiftly to left
or right; and in battle he uses the ami
NAL as shield, swinging down from
the saddle along its side, discharging
his rifle or arrows from beneath its
neck. But here, with their ponies
floundering in swift water, the Indians
could employ none of their customary
tactics. 1t was only the hunters STRAIT
agem in pretending to continue their
flight that could have led the Indians
to attempt the crossing. Now, finding
themselves ertrapped, the Comanches
had turned their ponies and were get
ting back to the other bank as fast as
they were able. Catlett lost no time
in setting to work, firing wildly at first,
as greenhorns do in, their first fight,
but gaining in steadiness as he shot.
0ome OF the Indians who had gained
the opposite bank fired on the hunters;
but the Comanche is not good marks.
man at long range, and their bullets
went wild. Indian after Indian fell
from his horse to be swept away by the
current, and twice as many wounded
ones rode or were helped out of the
water to be carried off by their com
rades. Once out of the arroyo, the Com
anches lost no time in getting out OF
range: and the last the two men saw OF
them, they were riding northward
toward the bluffs.
Edgar Catlett's first Indian fight had
been fought, and the .Comanches had
quit the field with the loss of several
warriors and ponies. Even had they
been inclined to follow up the hunters,
the arroyo, which soon was running ten
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,Edikle Oils.

In Egypt and the soudan, in India
and all through the east: an enormous
trade is carried on in vegetable oils,
which take the place Of, our butter and
margarine products One Of. the princi-
pal edible oils is obtained from the
ground nut, known in France as Tara
chide oil.' Over 100000 hundred
weight of these nuts are annually i'm
ported into that country for its pro-
dnction. Belgium also takes vastquan-
titles. aArachide oil is an excellent soap
maker, besides being an edible oil, and
when cotton oil is high in price will
compete well with it in this branch OF
industry. Tin Europe alone there is
already avery large consumption Of it,
to be counted insstens Of thousands of
tons.-C Chicago Chronicle: