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SOMETHING TO KICK ABOUT
But the Bus Driver Found Way to Stop the old Mans
 Tongue,
Gcopyright, 1S98.]

As we went to breakfast at the hotel I heard an old man warning the clerk that if the bus didn't get him down to the train in time there'd be the big Qest kind of a lawsuit The clerk guar anteed that there should be at least five minutes to spare, but the old kick CT didn't stop to more than half-satis- fly his appetite. He had to wait in the bus for the rest of Us to come out, and as we took our time about it we heard Iim e1claiming:
 "If 1 am not put down at the depot for that nine o'clock train I'll sue for $5oo00 and get every cent ofit!"
 We tried to guy him little on the way down, but he lost his temper and was ready for a row. We reached the depot with seven minutes to spare, and he rushed about in a half-crazed way to buy his ticket and get his trunk checked. When he had finished, with four minutes to spare, he turned to the driver of the bus with:
 T never saw such arrangements as this in all my life. Why don't you leave the hotel so as to get down here 15 min utes ahead of the train?"
 .Seven or eight minutes gives Q man all the time he wants, was the reply.
 q deny it! Fifteen minutes is little enough"
 "But yoa are all ready to board the train"
 That has nothing to do with you. Sir, suppose you had lost wheel on the way?"
 .Wheels never come off.
 "Or one of the horses had broken a trace?"
 T always keep the harness in good repair
 '.sir!" continued the kicker, growing madder every second, If you had even stopped on the way to take chew of tobacco we should have been too late. "
 But didn't stop" replied. the driver, and you are here before the train"
 "only q second CT two, and that's by pure good luck The hotel needs over hauling, sir, and you need oyerhauling Hang it, but believe the train has come and gone!"
 "Ohl no, sir"
 "But how do you know?"
 Because the agent just told me she was three hours latel Want 10 go back to the hotel with the rest of the gents, sir?"
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lors and the Wilson's had ouorro1oa l5 years before, and a Taylor had shot a Wilson. Then Wilson had shot 2 Iayior to make even. So it went. with truce now and then, until three Will sons had bitten the dust. This man was the last Of the Taylors. The score was even again. He would kill if chance favored him-he expected to he wiped out any day. It had been talked over again and again; there was potb- Ing Lew to be said. If it had not been a Taylor lying cold and stiff on his cabin floor it would have been a Will son-the last of the Wilson's.
 The night grew old and the girl closed her eyes and nodded and slept ne putfs from the pipe came at longer lnterVals-the eyelids of the smoker grew heavy; by and by the pipe dropped into her lap, and no one watched with the dead. Tn the small hours of the morning a rabbit came hopping out of the brush fence; he halted within five feet of the sleeping girl, and wondered what it could be, An owl came flying over the tree tops to settle softly down on a stump a few feet away from the door. and look past the sleeping girl at the sleeping woman and the figure on the floor with half open eyes and white face. The sleep CTS slept on 'till the night turned gray -till the gray turned red-till the red faded away before the ascending sun. Then they opened their eyes to find a stranger on the door step,
 The mountaineer of Tennessee and Virginia and North Carolina had his code of honor, The lowlander of Louis iana and Arkansas and Mississippi had his. The stranger was a stranger only so long as it took him to explain that he was Abel Tucker, nephew of the woman who stood regarding him with haf-curious, half-mistrusting eyes,
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and of the dead man whose face looked up at the ears of corn and the dried peppers hanging from the smok- stained rafters of the mountain cabin. TEe girl also looked at him, her cousin, and over at her mother, and down at her dead father, and wondered if the lowiand point of horror was like the bieblaud-an eye for an eye. If so. the last of the Wilson's mightbe buried few days after the last of the Fay lors If not-welI. he might return to his own, and she would ayenge the dead with her own hand.
 He's bin got, I reckon" said the stranger, as he looked down at the dead body.
 Him was got from ambush last night, said the woman.
 Who got him?'
 "0le man Wilson, I reckon
 Then I'll git ole man Wilson fur vol"
 Over the dead body the widow looked her grim gratitude, and over the dead body the daughter extended her hand and gripped the mans. The point of honor was the same-lowland or high land.
 There was Httle ceremony over the burial. 4 mountaineer who "eX- hoFted9 now and then at the far-be- tween "ucetiug- houses" had a lew words to say aLda brief prayer to ut ter. and not over dozen people stood around as the body was lowered into ifs crave on the bleak and lonely hill- side. On the third morning after the burial the nephew and cousin looked up from his plate at the breakfast table to find widow and daughter steadfagtly regarding him. He did not ask them why they looked or what they thought. He simply lifted his eyes to the shotgun on the hooks and said:
 I'll be gwine to git ole Wilson arter breakfast"
 "Reckon so, :" replied the widow as she handled her knife and fork agalh.
 Got 10. of eo'se," added the girl as a gIeam of triumph shone in her eyes. . Not S another word was said. When the humble meal had been finished Abel walked over and tock down the aup. It was not loaded. The WiooW brought powder and waddlng-' danobter brought handful of buck shot. With neither hurry nor sign. or excitement the young man loaded the drearm and rubbed his coat sleeve
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knocked the ashes from her pipe with careful hand and said:
 "Git the lantern, Sue, and cum. aong."
 Yaas, sumbody's got pop" replied the girl as she slowly rose and en- tered the dark room behind her.
 Two minutes later the women set cut up the rough mountain road to- gether, bareheaded, barefooted, and the lantern swinging to and fro and shedding a faint light on the ground as they walked Not a word from the mother-not word from the daugh 'er-as they made their way through the gloom for quarter of q mile. If another wrinkle of trouble was add cd to the many on the woman's face, the darkness hid it; if the blue eyes ot the girl had the glitter of new steel. and her lips frightened until her breath came hard, there was no one to take notice. By and by they came to a stop. Looming up out of the dakness and pHhklng his eyes at the lantern, was mule, and the beast uttered a whin- " of welcome as they drew near.
 It's pop!' said the girl.
 It's pop!" added the woman.
 With body lying on the ground and arms outspread. and with the left foot caught and held in the stirrup, was the corpse of a man. No use to look for llfe there. The charge of Euckshot, urea from the cover of big rock ten rect i away, had caught the rider under the left arm and let his life out in an instant. The mule might have dragged tue l body home, but he had halted in ms tracks and waited.
 One O the Wilson's did it, :" said the spi' as they worked to get the foot ioose from the stirrup.
 Sartin to be, answered the woman.
 Didn't gin him no show"
 No show tall"
 The lantern was fastened to the sad uie and the mule sent on in advance; ana In the darkness of the night the women carried the body slowly down tue trail, and rested only when it was a a~eposlted on the floor of the cabin. ,nen the mother lighted her pipe, sat oown in the open door ard leaned against the frame, and looked out upon sne night. Ithad grown darker, mist naa m ssowly climbed up from Parler's saiiey. and the dead chestnut with its g'ay-white trunk and scraggly arms uad been plotted out. Never word Ds1ween mother and daughter, as the nignt wore on. Of what rsc? The Tay-
Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1898-11-13

vent down and the twi-
 d .sin side, a woman and a girl
 nolln.ad daughter-took seats on
 5othsl anor an step. The one was gray
 caOlp gg her face scanned and wrin-
 fed ap4 atber not over 20 years old,
 ias ls hardness in her blue eyes
 en4 of the lips which was menae-
 otber smoked her pipe and
 ay mi upon the forest on fhe far sea Vs .Se mountain road. No matter -, thoughts, the puffs came as 2, pGs is as if timed by watch, and gla,.' ~ wandered neither to the right
 ssss lsft, The girl sat with elbows
 .s 'us knees and face in her hands, M .. eyes were fixed on the dead 9.laat 4ss tree opposite the door and sss fs.a away. For 30 minutes neither t.. <, for 30 minutes there was Lot 8'.s acb as the turning of head or Bftipg of a hand, except when the .tar a crowded some fresh tobacco 7. y tbe bowl of her clay pipe.
 7 ats sndden the monotonous notes of a .riekets and tree toads were inter- !. Ed for an instant by the dull report {. ride from the north. The mother .p.,siabtened herself up to listen, and !. .1'f grI slowly turned her head to look r' p., her eyes. For 15 seconds there @. m no suction on the pipe stem-no sf; If smoke from between the lips. i ssp the girl calmly said:
 ssumbody's got eumbody!"
 sFir suah!" answered the mother. Then the girl turned her head and stened her eyes once more on the ,s5 tree. which stood up lonely and .consolate and gruesome above the i1e trees in the background, and the ifs of smoke came again as regular IS before. When q quarter of an ur had passed away the mother
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written on the wood itself and hidden by coating of wax with unimportant writing upon it's surface as blind may be q less familiar fact. And, of course, carefully smoothed boards with out wax were more or less used for permanent records. Accounts were oft en kept in this way, and when settle ment was made the board could be burned.
 Occasionally, for special purposes, plates of metal were used. Gold or sil- yer were recommended for charms; for curses lead was considered tile proper medium. These oId-time fads may have suggested the three casllets in Merchant of Venice" Still more ia cliliar is the use of monumental brass" for inscriptions.
 Writing on the surface of pottery was obviously only 8 variation of the use of clay, already adYerted to. Yet it may be of interest, especially at this date, to note that shards of the soft brittle earthenware so abundant in an- cient cities were turned to good ac- count by the voters of primitive, paper less democracies. It was by these skarp-edged ballots, not by shells of the unappreciated oyster, that Aristides, the Athenian anti-expansionist, was driven into exile: and all the politicians of Hellas, both the just and the un- just, must have hated the sight of them ns a cyclist abho broken glass.
 It is believed rtheless, that the earliest ballot, F leayes-a fitting
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would forget the point of honor and become a runaway. Not a word of sympathy or condolence was spoken not reference to the fast disappear ing days and the near app oaeh of the gallows. Sometimes the three talked of the weather--of some incident of the day-of some ething which was of small concern-but silence was tbe rule. One day the sheriff passed by and saw the mother on the doorstep with the eternal pipe in her mouth, and the daughter sitting on the stump with eyes fastened on the dead chest nut, and making no halt he called:
 Tell Abel I'll be arter him airly in the mawnin'"
 "Tll tell" briefly replied the mother.
 Tell for suah," replied the daugh- ter.
 When morning came Abel had com pany-the two women. He had not asked them to go, he had not asked them to stay. All were ready as the sheriff appeared-and had been ready for a quarter of an hour. The officer would have enlivened the weary miles with talk, but the three discouraged his attempts. Here and there lone mountaineer fell in behind them; here and there lone woman, or husband and wife or family of four or five. If there was any talk it was in whis- pers. It was a funeral procession with a live man to lead it. There was no shouting and crowding when the con- demned appeared, Nobody wondered that he had not skipped out-nobody praised his point of honor. They had i expected him to stay and be hung.
 A gallows had been set up in the pulp lie square; thither the sheriff led the prisoner, and thither the woman and girl followed at his heels. The people were 30 deep around the rude struc- 1 ture. It was the law that the sheriff should read the death warrant. He stumbled through it in way which would have burlesqued a less solemn occasion, with less ignorant audience craning their neeks to see and to hear 1 Then he led the condemned up the rough steps to the platform. The mother and daughter followed. Il seemed their right, as Abel was a rela- tive, and no one protested,
 "Anything to say?" asked the sher- if, as he looked down upon the faces,
 Nm" answered the condemned
 He was led to the trap, his elbows and ankles bound, the dangling moose slipped over his head and drawn tight !; and with the black cap in his hand the sheriff nodded to the two women
 "Abel, we're obliged 10 yo'," said the mother, as she advanced and laid a hand on his arm.
 He got the last of the Wilson's fur Us, and he didn't funk it." added the girl, as she stepped to the other side.
 "Good-by, Abel"
 ''Good-by, Abel"
 "Good=bx to yo'."
 The women stepped back off the trap the sheriff pulled the cap over the mans head-and the next instant there was a click and crash, and the edict of the law had been carried out Half an hour later mother and daugh- ter took their way down yan." They were not excited-they were not de pressed. They looked just as wher they had followed the living man in funeral procession. When the town was far behind and their cabin miles nearer the mother said:
 .'Wonder why they hung Abel ?n
 "Dunno, but reckon they was bound to- replied the girl; and in silence and always looking straight ahead they continued their way.
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stIndinn KettIes.,,

The beautifully rounded
 smoothed potholes which abound sl the rocky shores Of Lake George. which, geologists ea5', were forma the boring action of hard bowa driven round and round in water. cd when the glaciers that once cyvera Adirondack region were melting ( are called by the country people, dian kettles" They think. ' sa Cnyler Reynolds. that the If hollowed out these holes, wbicH from q foot to several feet in dia and depth, to cook soup in. The they assert, was produced by drc red-hot stones into the holes.
 the Indians did not make the hi is not impossible that they inas sionalIy have utilized them in described. Youth Companios
Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1898-11-13
Seven Good E.ensons.

Bussey-Why don't you come strike?
 Hardup-Ihaye seven reasons it.
 "What are they ?'
 A wife and six children. T
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1898-01-13
o IN HIS FLESH.
One Man Tells Honestly of His Poiit-
icol Experfeuees.


81 didn't have much luck in the legisla.
mre,' sighed an aspiring young man who
is now in the insurance business. That
old Skinley from the Hawbush district kept
tipping me up every move i made. | want.
ed TO go at him hammer and tongs, but he
never appeared to know that there was such
a member as |. lie never used my name
when speaking, never looked at me and
never openly opposed any of my bills. But
every time | bobbed up he knocked il to
me. When | introduced my bill to do away
with high hats in the theater, he offered
one making II n m-isdemeanor for a woman
of 10 years or upward to appear bare
headed in any place of public amusement.
The only way of keeping even was by drop
ping both of these proposed measures.
Having a large prohibition constituent
cy, | offered a bill in which a penalty was
fixed for selling or drinking any malt or
spirituous liquors, except under certain re-
strictions which would make il impossible
TO maintain saloons. Old Skinley at once
prepared and presented a measure making
II a crime for any man, woman or child 20
have or to indulge a thirst for anything
stronger than tea, coffee, water. milk or
what are commonly known as soft drinks. |
was laughed of the floor when | attempted
to urge my bill.
when ! offered a bill forbidding any per
son to marry before he or she had attained
the age of 81, Skinley was soon on deck
with another bill prohibiting any young
man or woman from falling in love without
first procuring a license from the cor atty
clerk. That's the way the fellow squelched
me at every turn. You can read my lcgisla.
tive record on n sheet of blank paper, and
that's why I'm out of politics. But If Skin.
ley ever comes up again lust watch my
smo ke.'-Detroit Free Press.
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1898-01-13
THAT TERROR of MOTHERS"
How it was overcome by a
Nova SCOtian mother
Who is we'll known as an author.

was In its contents."-Mrs. W.. ]. x
G. stanford Eveleth - author of Romance
OF the Provinces" Truro, N. s.
To show the prompt action OF DIR. Ayers
Cherry PICTORIAL in severe cases, we print
a letter from c. ]. Woodbridge. Workman.
Tex, who writes:
zone OF my children had Group. One
night ! was startled by the child's hard
breathing, and on going to II found IL
st-angling. II had nearly ceased to breathe.
Having a part Of a bottle of DR.. Ayers
Cherry Pectoral in the house, l gave the
child three doses, at short intervals. aud
auxiousiy waited results. From the mo-
ment the Pectorai was given the child's
breathing grew easier, and In q short time
II was sleeping quietly and breathing nat
uraiiy. The child is alive and we'll to-day.
and I do not hesitate to say that Ayers
Cherry Pectoral saved its life."-C. j.
WooLDRIDoE, Workman, Tex.
These statements make argument In
favor OF this remedy unnecessary. It Is
a family medicine that no home should be
without. II is just as efhcacious in bron-
chitis, asthma, w~hooping cough, aud all
other varieties Of coughs, as Il is In Group
To put IL within e~veryone's reach, Dr.
Ayers Cherry Pectoral Is now put up in
half size bottles. at half price-so cents.
send for Ayers curebook lfreel and read
Of other cures effected by DIR. Ayers
Cherry PICTORIAL. Address the J. c. Aver
Co., Lowell. Mass.
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1898-01-13
ENGLISH MERCHANT SERVICE.
Nelson and the Famous C~ook-Fine Sea-
men and Heroes.

men and Heroes.
Horatio Nelson was sent on . voyage
in a small ship to the West Indies. She
was probably a scow. She was com
manded by Mr.. John Rathbone, who
had served as masters mate under Capt.
Sucking. Nelson wa absent on this
voyage about a year. i confess, as one
who has served under the red flag, that
1 love to think, and am honored by
thinking, of Nelson as a merchantmen.
The famous Cook was also a merchant
man. Indeed. some of the finest seamen
and greatest heroes of naval story have
come out of u mercantile marine.
But il is scarcely necessary to say
this, seeing that the merchant service
very greatly antedated the establish
ment of the royal navy. Even in Eliza
heth's time one cannot think of Hav-
kins, Frobisher, Drake and the many
other stars of that splendid galaxy of
sea-chieftains as queens men in the
sense that a royal naval officer is now
a queens man. They were buccaneers;
the merchants found them ships; the
Cirque ports and the 'long-shoro
yielded them crews who were composed
of merchant sailors. The navy grew out
Of the mercantile marine, and glorious
as is the white flag, not less honorable is
the red, whether for it's memories OF
heroic combat or for it's faithful dis
charge of the duties of that peace whose
Victories are not less renowned than
war's.-English illustrated Magazine.
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1898-01-13

OF all the evils that attack children
scarcely any other Is more dreaded than
Group. II so often comes in the night.
The danger Is SO great. The climax Is SO
sudden. II Is no wonder that Mrs, w, j.
Dickson DIETER known under her pen
name of stamford Eveieth.'o calls II 1.-THE
terror of mothers" Nor is II any wonder
that she writes in terms Of praise and
gratitude for the relief which she has
found both from her own auxieties, and
for her children's ailments, In DIR. ]. c.
Ayers Cherry Pectoral. 1t would be i'm
possible TO better state the value OF this
remedy than is done In Mrs. Diek sons
letter, which is as follows:
"Memory does not recall the time when
DR.. Ayers Cherry Pectoral was not used in
our family, for throat and lung troubles,
and the number OF empty Cherry Pectoral
bottles collected during the season, told
where relief had been sought. This
medicine was in such constant use in
my fathers family, that when / had a
home Of my own, and had childish
ailments to attend 10, u still proved
efhcacious. That terror OF mothers-the
startling, croupy cough never alarmed
me, SO long as l had a bottle Of Ayers
Cherry Pectorai in the house to supple
ment tie hot-water bath. when suffering
with whooping cough. in It's worst form.
and articulation was impossible on account
OF the choking. my children would point
and gesticulate toward the bottle, for
experience had taught them that relief
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1898-01-13
FIELD AN ACCIDENT POLICY.
A Cyclists Disgust mt Not being Hurt
In a Collision.

This is the story of a somewhat unusual
accident. 1t happened on the Conduit road
one evening early in the fall, and the man
who told me about it was an eyewitness.
1t is singularly. appropriate, by the way,
that he should be an eyewitness, for he 10
an oculist by profession. A man on . b.
cycle was scorching cheerily along On the way
to town, when suddenly there doomed up
out of the darkness in front Of him a heavy
wagon and a team headed straight for him:
There was no time TO turn out. The wheel
crashed into the wagon pole. and the rider
was thrown completely over the horses, fall
ing between them cad the wagon. The ocu-
list ran to the rescue, expecting to see. q
limp mass Of bleeding and unconscious hu.
mainly. Instead, he saw a kicking and
swearing person who was apparently unin.
jured The bicycle was a Chinese puzzle OF
twisted wire.
Are you hurt?'' asked the %oculist.
The swearing person picked himself up
and stopped swearing. He gazed at what
had once been a fair young bicycle.
Hurt" he said in a tone Of deepest dis.
gust. "Hurty MeY OF course ] ain't hurt.
I've got an accident policy. Washington
Post,
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1898-01-13
THE HosTETTER co. WINS ANOTHER
CASE.
heterogeneous IN Their Bitters Not
Tolernted by United states Court.


Tolerated by United states Court.
The United States Circuit Court for the
Southern District of New York, Judge
Townsend presiding, handed down an opin-
ion December 23d, 1897, granting injunction
and accounting, in the suit Of The Hostetter
Company against Isaac Sommers and Louis
Joseph, for infringement of its Trade Mark.
The jurist states, in bold and clear language,
the rights accruing to the Hostetter Com.
pany, and the liability incurred by all who
would rob them, by fraud or misrepresenta-
ton, of the well-earned reputation and
profits of a business built up by the efforts
of half a century. The judge says, in part:
The complainant il entitled to protec
ton against the appropriation of its trade
mark, by any and all unfair and dishonor-
able means, and a court of equity has pow
er to grant such protection whenever it is
satisfied that an attempt has been made by
ingenious subterfuges, TO invade the rights
of an owner of a trade mark. In
the sharp contest between the individual
manufacturer, who strives to acquire and
retain the fruits of industry and hon.
esty, and the field of keen rivals, seeking
to wrest from him the prize of the public
goodwill, the inventive ingenuity Of the
infringer has conceived n great variety Of
devices for evading the established rules Of
fair dealing. Courts of equity find
ing that their ultimate object and effect
were to enable and induce the retail seller OF
a fraudulent imitation to palm it off on an
unsuspecting public for the genuine article,
and thus TO contribute to the infringement
upon the rights of the original owner, have
not hesitated to apply the remedy"