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the roof up, and when we came to one place l gave them the slip had the only torch. That I dropped purposely. A minute later I was out of the cave by another I rdssageway and had the big stone beck in it's place, and there were the four Indians bottled up and bowling like wolves. A hard hour of work en- abled me to cover the place so with one thing or another that even an In- dian's eyes would not have found it..
 Boldly playing my game, I went back to the chief and told him what I had done. He was furious and wanted to shoot me then and there, but his old squaw had a wise head and asked me what I had done this for.
 My answer was that if they would give me horse and six hours start I would tell them the secret Only I would not do anything unless the chief would let me take his only son with me to the Little Muddy River as a proof of their good faith. They threatened and even tied me to a stake at last and heaped up faggots about me and set fire to them.
 They saw that was determined +o nave my way: Then the men and women grumbled so at the chief that ne Kicked the blazing twigs away be- lore l had been badly scorched. Rut was nearly suffocated and the fYe was more than middling hot about me,
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and then boys would come sliding by the window and repass on their way up hill, ready to begin the trip all over. Their faces were red, their mittens cov- cred with snow, and their boots and shoes glistening.
 T don't believe I am going to like Juneau" said Andy to his cousin, Tom Anderson, who sat by the fireplace op- posite him. Why, don't believe there is single level spot in the whole town"
 Well, if there is it is very small" an- swered Tom. But then we boys man. age to have fun enough, though it is not like the town I lived in while in California. There we could play base ball and football to our hearts con- tent, which we don't attempt here. But we do have real fun Coasting winters. Most all the fellows own sledS, and we often race with one another. There is one boy here-an Indian-who has beaten every boy he. raced with but Paul Kendel. Kendel is the son of that man who struck it rich last summer. He owns the incest sled here. and has offered to give five dollars to any boy who can beat him coasting. Indian Charlie, the mission school boy, has of fered to race with him to-day. l am sure he will win, although nearly all the boys think differently"
 His sled is the best, then," said Anday.
 There is where you are mistaken" returned Tom. He has ID sled, at least not what you and I would call one''
 Why, do you think I am silly enough to believe that?" laughed Andy. "Or perhaps the chap uses snowshoes?"
 Wait till the race comes off and see," said Tom mysteriously. These Indian chaps are queer fellows. You can never tell what they are going to do."
 After dinner Tom and Andy walked down to the foot of the street to see the contest, where a large crowd of boys and men were gathered.
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the narrow-gau boat, the Bay City, to come along.
 Pretty soon we heard the wheels of the steamer and saw her coming toward us. There were seagulls flying over the boat. We padded up as near to the Bay Citys course as we dared to and threw our lines overheard. The lines were not leaded and so the bait floated on top of the water, some distance from us One of the seagulls saw the prize @ and darted down to it. The next mo- ment we had the bird In our boat and we put it in a covered basket just as soon as we could. The other seagulls looked as If they were astonished at the whole performance and flew rapidly away, screaming or talking perhaps, about the happening.
 Flo was the happiest girl in Alameda County that night. We had wire cage in which we used to keep parrot and into that the gull went Flo was greatly delighted to see that it would take food from her hands the next day. In a week she let it out of the cage. Now it flies all around in the nursery and makes no sign that 1t wants to get away. It is regularly fed and has nest in the cage. It moves it's head so seriously and looks so comical that Flo often laughs as she looks it it. So you see that a seagull can be tanned.
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Me no back out. all ready" said the Indian.
 Then where's your old sled?"
 Here" said the Indian. as he reach ed up under the back of his coat and withdrew a thin, smooth board the size of large shake, with one broad cleat on top near the lower end to brace his feet against in coming down hill. The under side was covered with smooth strips of whalebone fastened length wise
 There" said To- laughing as Andy was examining it, what do you think of that for a sled?"
 Tt is queer looking. I have never seen one like it. I fear you will not win" he said kindly to the Indian bow. who only smiled broadly.
 Well, we'll boys" said the umpire, a fat man with red beard, who, though 60 years old, always claimed he was as much of boy as ever. Now just scamper up that hill as quickly as pos sible with this man, who will seo you start fair
 At once Kendel and Indian Charlie began the climb, followed by such of the boys as did not wish to lose any of the sport. Tom and Andy remained at the foot of the hill, and stood by the
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would put me to death after the fashion of some saVages-that is, they meant to burn me at a stake.
 That was net pleasant but there would have been no gain in crying about the matter. In fact that would have made the braves call me an old squaw. l did not sleep very well the night after l came to camp. l knew enough of the Indian dialect to under stand what the rascals were saying as they sat around their campfire. Two Of them, White Bird and Thunderbolt, Quarreled about who should have my revolver and my other fxings after they had burned me. That was queer conversation for me to listen to, but let them know that 1 understood it all, and shouted at them that they were two towards and old women, and that l was equal to them both.
 How the Indians laughed! The chief, Nompetuck, was not such bad fellow. I heard him tell White Bird and Thunderbolt that he believed that l was as strong as l had boaSted. Noth- ing would do the two Indians then ex- cept to have me brought out of the tepee where I was prisoner. The h. dianS threw lot of pine logs on the fire, which flared up so that the woods were as light as they are at noon. Guards were stationed to prevent me
 
 thongs that held my feet and hands were cut by Nompetuck. The old chief grunted and said: White thief talks big. Let's see what he can do.
 T never let any one call me a thief Almost before I thought I knocked the chief down. The braves came to his rescue and I was punched and kicked considerably before the chief inter- fered Then he grinned and said that l struck him very hard, and that there would be heap fun when White Bird and Thunderbolt were ready. There is nothing that Indians like so much as daring. l believed that they would surely burn me unless I could get away that night When I was a student in the University of California l was the best hisil jumper there, and a life of roughine it in the woods had not made me any less active.
 Like a flash I made high jump, running, and cleared the head of the chief, Whc stood in front of me. White Bird ano Thunderbolt did not under- stand this game. As I touched ground I had a short limb of a tree in my hahds, and with this I swept path clear. It would have amused you to see how the old chief laughed
 Howl! said the chief, and he came forward and shook my hand. White man no coward; only coward who steals horse. White man all right.
 'Of course the Indians could not say my friend many days. We hunted to-
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street, near Cortland avenue
 All the facts concerning the "Bernal Heights Invincibles'' are given in a. manly letter which Willie SchindIer. one of the Invincibles, has written. which is as follows: ...
 SAN FRANCISCO. June 25. 1Sss. Editor San Francisco Call-Dear Sir: With reference to your proposition in. the Boys and Girls page of The Call will say: The Bernal Heights Invincibles, hfty strong, have been organized one. month, with officers, drum corps and Red Cross division. We drill at Camp Dewey, on Bank street, near Cortland avenue, every afternoon.
 Our equipment consists of five air. rifles. five metallic swords, twenty bayonets, two drums and two stretchers, and a quantity of intrenching tools. Our com missary department Is well supplied by the residents. We purpose to give an entertainment at the hall of the Bernal Heights Improve ment Club to raise funds for uniforms and other equipments. Our officers are: Captain, H. KelstrOw; heutenants, F. Brieur and W. Schindler; sergeants, J. Palmer and o. Jensen; corporals, Jerry Murphy and c. Magenty.
 WILLIE SCHINDLER,
 1905 Cortland avenue.
 Wherever there is a vacant lot; near a populous neighborhoodi in San Fran-. cisco, Oakland, Alameda, Berkeley or ing of small boys and possibly small girls will take place. There is at. North Berkeley a soldier company and Red Cross legion, and the children compos- ing it will parade upon Spruce street some time tomorrow. The Red Cross followers are little girls, who have been busy with needle and thread.
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mark the winner would pass over. When the crowd reached the top of the hill Indian Charlie, Kendel and the starter walked out to the center of the road and in a few seconds the signal for them to start was given, and away they sped, going faster and faster very second on the down trip, fairly flying by the buildings. It was seen as they came nearer that Kendel had the ad- vantage by at least three feet, and as he lay on his sled it swayed from side to side as he bent forward and back ward with excitement. Indian Charlie sat on his queer sled as if part of it, and came over the little rough places and hummucks as if sliding on ice.
 "Hurrah for Kendel! Go it. You'll wini" was heard shouted on all sides.
 But just as the boys neared the mark in the snow Indian Charlie came swift ly over a rise and passed over the line with wonderful speed, ending ahead of Kendel by the length of his queer sled, amid the cheering and shouts of the onlookers. He was pronounced the fair winner by all but Kendel.
 For" he said. "his sled was not like mine, and he wouldn't have beaten if it had not been for that rise and the down grade below it. You bet. next time I race 1t will be with a fellow who has a sled like mine."
 LAWRENCE c. BEMENDERFER. Anges Camp
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gether, and I was able to show him some tricks of hunting and fishing that he did not know. Finally I told him that I knew where the thief was who had stolen horses from the tribe and if he would send four Indians with me 1 would capture him. My reward would be my own freedom. He thought this orcr a while and said yes
 We set off together, I and the four Indians. I led them into the mountains until we came to a cliff, the secret of which was known alone to me This was a blind cave, where I had once wintered l rolled away a big stone from the opening and showed them a dark passageway into the cave. They made me go ahead, which was just what I wanted The passage wound around big columns of stone that held
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'The next day I rode away on the chiefs horse, holding the chiefs young son upon the saddle with a grip of iron. The Indians dared not shoot then. When We came to the cave commanded that all the Indians who were following should put down their guns and knives and hatchets at a cer- tain place. This was really a trap that l had contrived. I struck the guns with my heavy boot before they could stop me. The guns and knives sank out of sight and rattled down the sides of a deep mountain hole that I had covered up.
 Before they recovered from their surprise I was on horseback and go- ing at a breakneck gait over a fearfully rough country, taking many chances of a fall. An hour later the Indians were on my trail, having rescued their com rades and being angry at the trick had played them. l lost no time get ting out of the country and I have never been there since"
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HUNT FOR THE
 HERDS PROUD NAME

Fourth of July, the name and deeds of any of our great soldiers or sailors who have helped to add luster to the history of our glorious stars a stripes? Free dom is represented by the emblem. There are some names of which the American people are so proud that they could write them on the red and white stripe and be more proud than ever How would it do to write the name of one of our great naval commanders on the flag to-day? Perhaps when you look at this page carefully you will find the name of such hero.
 Look closely and you will discover the name of Dewey in large letters. but it may take some minutes to make it out. It is in plain sight. Any child who fails to find the name may write and ask about it. But there will be few letters to answer probably. Do not give up until you have seen the name of the herOi
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THE. BOYS DREAM =. OF.A BAD FOURTH

: celebration. .: Tom Nelson had promised to come. around with his cannon, and :- VIII Lewis. and Donald had together :: 8 snIa.ll trunk full of redheads and can :. non crackers: They expected to make
 enough. noise to scare the people in the ..deaf and duInb asylum. They were the envy of: all the boys around, for no other. three boys. had a ghost of a chance to- burn: half as much powder as they: would fire off. There was one very
 enyfous boy, Ned .Fortesque, who was Xexed because. he was not to be one of .,the" "nPlng parry:
 :. = Fourth of July came. and the three /: chuTns were astir before the day had
 fairly daWned, There was the cannon
 aiid.'there We're: all-~the redhe ds and firecrackers. and cannon. crackers, and such a lot of punks!. And noW,' said Donald, ito. work. at once. for we want : to wa ke up :SnifIfes with a rush" no DOnald's s; .astOnishment neither of !: his: friends answered him. They light edc.their; punks and" set of. the biF@ast
 two. c a annon crackers they had and : :D0nald had anothet, going i-stanter. The fuses sputtered and flickered and @tl1e cannon: crackers. flew int the air in fra gnients, but--there was no noise, ;:@: I9Qna3d> was friehteTed> He shouted, 'bUt"could not hear his voice. Had he
 sGddeilX become deaf2 Would he no lgngsTI be. able to hear the delightful ba IGgfrgi of. .hrecFac ckers and the thunder of. cann0ns-2' :. oh, It was. dreadful. dreadflIlI # Fl low: could he enjoy a Fourth. 9f*JVly without noise? And w.9jld. all other Fourth of JuIys find .hlrlvttIe: saTne,2 ..s.>'. =; =.
 :. .PuZzIed>*lo0ks" came over the faces of Tom. and Ned, and. they ran away Donald: was: in despair He started to go' iI.t0. the. house. Where he could cry in secret; "out. of" sight of Sniffles, who came: <Qut. just then. He reached the door rfIbut: was met:by the stern figure of his: music teacher. who smiled at him knoyyingly,.,-.
 F A light. broke over Donald. He saw 1t all: Only yesterday, when he had been. urged to practice his piano lesson he: said. that he wished that he might be:deaf So. that. he need never nractice again. And now he was so deaf that he*could mot hear the best cannon cracker of his bunch. > .' ''I aim sorry, so sorry" said Donald.
 But the music teacher only grinned. ."Il1. go right in and practice now"
 was at the piano. He played, and.
 strange to say, he heard the music. He played faster and faster until the music
 sounded like a cannon.
 Wake. up, Donald, yelled Ned; it Is morning"
 :. Donald's eyes were. open in an in-
 stant. So it was all bad dream after
 all He had the usual Fourth of Julv fun. but he remembered the lesson and has practiced so faithfully that he can
 now plunk Yankee Doodle" with both
 hands and whistle 'The Star-spangled
 Banner at the same time.
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us all about his Fourth of July escape from the Mandan Indians. The pipes were lighted, the fire was cracking merrily in the fireplace and the wind among the pine trees was piping fierce but merry tune. The cabin shook in the gusts, but it was securely anchored. We were all anxious for Uncle Ben to begin his story, which he soon did, although he truly protested that he would much prefer to listen to "the youngsters as he called the young hunters of the party. We would not take mo- from Uncle Ben, and he saw that to be the fact.
 Tt was this way" said Uncle Ben. "The Mandans had lost horse. came into their camp riding that very animal I could not make them believe that I had found the horse off in the mountains. They said the horse never would have wandered off. They were very angry and determined that they
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white and blue, just like Uncle Sam, has been a noted person on Market street, as he has led his young fol- lowers forth on parade. The second. company to be mentioned is the Der nal Heights Invincibles," who are. so stout-hearted Willie Schindler writes from his quarters at 1905 Cortland ave- nue, this city: Fifty strong; been or ganized one month with officers, drum corps and Red Cross division.'' This company is armed and equipped, and filled with true American patriotism. They are all ''hustlers'' and at the time for drill you can always find full ranks at Camp Dewey" which is on Bank
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legs. Most newcomers do for a while" Andy admitted he did

legs. Most newcomers do for a while. "
 Andy admitted he did.
 There isn't boy in this town who has won so many races as I have" con- tinued Kendel arrogantly. "and I will beat that Indian, too. I wouldn't race with the Siwash if it wasn't he has beaten every other white boy here. Ten to one he will back out when the time comes. He ought to be here now. It's 2 o'clock"
 Here he comes" shouted some youngsters seated on log pile but he hasn't got his sled"
 There" said Kendel, ''I knew just how it would be. He is afraid and will have some excuse to offer. You can't depend on that crowd from the mission. If you take my advice you will not play with them. Andy"
 The Indian boy. who was about 13 years old-Kendeps own age-came running up to the group of boys.
 'So you have backed out" laughed Kendel. T thought you would"
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CHILDREN'S
 WAR STANZAS

Hurrah for our Stars and Stripes so
 bright
 That sway OCT American land and sea! Hurrah for our battleshipS of might, They will set the starving Cubans free Long have the Spaniards sowed in wrath The seed to be garnered by wars keen
 bladei And hark! From the cities-from wood
 land path Come Freedoms sons meath our banner
 arrayed.
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A GREAT SLED
RAGE IN ALASKA

that extended from Main street away up hill to the foot of Silver Bow Basin, back of Juneau, Alaska. The sidewalk and roadway were covered with snow, which was packed hard, and was very slippery. Boys with sleds of all sizes and shapes were engaged in coasting on the walk and roadway and every now
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A SEAGULL FAMED.
BY CHARLIE GETCHELL.

T HAVE often watched and have
 often fed the seagulls while cross
 ing San Francisco Bay on the
 ferryboat Piedmont Finally my
 little sister Flora, who is an in valid, heard so much about the gulls that she said she would like to see one. Poor little Flora! Unable to get out of doors as she is I made up my mind that she should have a seagull for a pet
 How should I catch it? Willie Nichols told me. One day we hired a boat in Oakland Creek and pulled out to the head of the sea wall. There we baited some hooks with apple and waited for
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.-.TOWSER IS ALARMED.

I'm afraid dog Towser isn't happy;
 He looks=tQ me. as if he might De snappy; :: He. Views therTGdheads. with alarm, Think Ks::cannon*crackeFs mean him harm. To find" him half the time l fail,
 And iWhenrI whistle he just hides his tail; To; dodge. me all the time he tries. Perhaps" "he.s:a Spaniard in disguise!
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:: Eth el# aged::5; was learning to sew, ..and=onA:>d day, after :vain3y trying to make. the preliminary preparation with a .s.* needle: and thread. she asked
 :. 7 tNIaillT1a,, don't they call the hole in a
 needle=an %eye7'' ::."Yes, dear,"' was the
 reply. :.::::!!WelI,': continued the little miss. CT Il bet this old needles cross
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r WE told my Dolly Dmpe that to-morrows Four July. \ She she'll be good and hardly
 brothers oru things; he H shake Praps when they bang I'll and hide sly any mou
 But when the freackers and all stil I'll bring Dolly Dmpe and she shall have her fill Just watching brothers famous py-ro-tecknical display! you'll hear both We'll shout Hip hp Hip, hp Hooray!
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Hello, Anderson!" shouted some of the boys when they saw Tom. Where did you get that new boy you are tow ing around?"
 Soon Tom was busy introducing Andy to his friends, a very cosmopoli- tan set of boys. who seemed glad when they learned that Andy was to live among them and go to school. He was introduced to Paul Kendel, who was seated on his much admired sled
 So you are Anderson's cousin?" he said, surveying Andy's new suit. Game up or the last boat, did you? Guess you can feel the motion yet in your
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HOW UNCLE BEN
 MADE HIS ESCAPE

VIEWING found us around the fire in Uncle Ben's cabin among the Sierras,
 coaxing Ben to tell
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The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1898-12-06
LADY vIoLETs ENTERTAIN.
The Clubs First Reception a Decided
Social Success.

The Lady Violet Social Club of Lafay-
cite gave a reception last evening in the
New York Bay House, Ocean and Wilkin-
son venues, G~reenvil1e. The hall was
prettily decorated and the gathering was
a large one. It was the inaugural recep-
ton of the club, and was considered a de-
cided success.
Among those present were:-Misses
Jennie ONein, Katie. OtNeill, Mamie
Howard, Jennie White, Maggie Mattress,
Kate Mattress, Jennie, Annie, Maggie
and Kate Murray, Kate Tanner, Anna
Clark, Florence Lawless, Mamie Mackey.
Della Morris, Ella Enderlein, Maggie,
and Ella Sweeney, Kate Mccarthy,
Henrietta Welsh, Nellie Smith, Nellie
Ryan, Mamie Mccormack. Kate Norton.
Kate Bremen, Maggie Healey, Annie
Weber, Josie Weber. Nellie Tomey,
Fannie Walker, Kate Farley, Nellie Far
ley, Maggie Chapman, Mabel Foster, Kate
Kenny and Mrs. Trolley; Messrs. John,
William and Joseph Morris, Gilbert
Young, William Weber, Richard Young,
Harry Teatsell, Charles OAConnor, George
Crawford, John Merrity, Patrick Foley,
ohn August, Henry Meyer, John Nichols,
Frank Nevin, Patrick OtDonnell, Fred
McCloud, William Wall, Ned Wall, Martin
Howard, Bernard White, Frank Bowen,
Sweeney, James Silver, Robert
Wilson, John Bradley, William Quinn,
Thomas Nolan, John Sweeney and Free
holder Mark Fallon,