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blazing on the hearth of every cabin, if
only to keep out the dampness, but
smoke was coming out of only one
chimney, and even that was not free
and friendly smoke. 1t was a thin, wav-
ering ribbon of blue. hardly visible I'M
til the wind seized it and tore it to tat
tiers.
II don't know what you are going tc
do" said Sweetest Susan, but l am go
ing to find Drusilla. L haven't seen her
since last night"
Sweetest Susan went toward the ne
gro quarters, followed by Buster John.
and as they went along they We're even
more and more impressed with the 81
leClce that had fallen over everything.
On all rainy days, except this particular
day, so far as they could remember.
they couldn't go within a quarter of a
mile of the quarters without hearing
singing and loud laughing or the sound
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-04-09
LATTER THE WAR.

General Sherman had done the best
he could for the Abercrombie place. He
had waved, his hand, and grim war
shrunk away out of sight; he had given
a signal, and all the mules and horses
and livestock, that had been taken
away by the foragers were returned in
Jiffy; he had lifted his finger. and a
Gordon of soldiers was placed around
the house and the outlying buildings.
Everything was in its place: SO far as
the eye could see, war had forcibly
taken no tolls from the plantation.
Nevertheless, when, on misty morn
ing in November, the federal COM
mander babe the place goodby and
pushed his army southwark along the
Milledgeville road, he left the planta-
-tion in very bad shape, so far as Buster
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the Bigsby medals from the Geological
society of London, and last year the
Institute of France, by presenting him
with the Culver prize, conferred upon
him the greatest honor that can fall
to a scientist. The Cuvier prize is
awarded every three years for the
most remarkable work either on the
animal kingdom or on geology" Only
two other Americans have received this
Observation-Disclosures and Leidy, the
paleontologist.
RAY STANNARD BAKER.
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expense. Beginning with 1882 he was
for ten years paleontologist to the
United States government. but all of
the salary he received was promptly
expended in extending the scope of his
work and in charging the records of
ancient life in America
He was able TO carry forward such
extensive enterprises through the gen.
crosby of his uncle. George Peabody
II + make YOU rich said the famous
philanthropist you will never do any
thing; but * is a bad thing to be poor. -
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the possibilities of America as a tea
producer. So wide and accurate was
his knowledge on this subject that one
would have thought that tea making
and tea-culture was his only interest.
Professor Marsh lived in a beautiful,
vineclad home on Prospect hill, about
a mile from Yale college. The build
ing stood in the midst of extensive
grounds. set out to rare shrubs and
plants of a hundred varieties.
When l was among the Sioux" ne
told me, speaking of his home, II was
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served Yale college wholly without
salary or other remuneration from the
university corporation. Moreover, dur
ing the first fourteen years of his ex-
plCrations in the west his expeditions
We're fitted out entirely at his own
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miny's house they found Drusilla cry
ing. You NAV imagine Sweetest Su-
sans grief when she made this discov-
cry. Drusilla was ready with her tale
of woe.
go off wild de balance of um," sohbed
Drusilla. "She say eff 1 stay here she
got ter stay. ! tell her 1 do anything
but dat; I'll tell lies, I'll steal, but
don't go off fun here; dey got to Kill
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-04-09
VISIT TO WONDERLAND
GlOrieS and Beauties of Yellowstone
Park.
UNCLE SAM GUARDS IT
WILL REPAY HANDSOMELY FOR
TROUBLE OF VISIT.

Man Who Was Looking for a
"squirtin' = Well, But Could Not
Stand "Terraces'-Can't Get By
the Guards-Woman Got the Pic
ture of the Bear.
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lyle was on its way to New Haven be-
lore the European museums received
answers to their written inquiries. The
fossil dragon was entirely new to
science. and Professor Marsh described
1t at length under the name rhampho-
rhyncus phylurus.
For more than thirty-three years he
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-04-09

came into the cabin and stood over
against the fireplace.
"Wuz dey many eF VEAL wild dem
ar white folks2" she asked
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? why, grandfather and pap both say
the negroes are free, whether they go
or stay" said Buster John. Grand
father says he is mighty glad the
black folks across the creek are free
''Dey been prayin' fer it long nuff,'
remarked big Sal
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Indian. but each of whom could tell
tremendous tales of their doings in the
valley, it was declared that at least 80
of Victories old band were raiding the
Santa Clara and might be expected to
assault Jose's at any moment. The
corral was filed, therefore, with scrag-
gy COW ponies and swarthy men, and
the sight of an officer, one-armed, pal
lid, exhausted, reeling earthward from
an equally exhausted steed, was all that
was necessary to complete the panic.
Over half the Mexicans present made
mad rush for the subterranean refuge
known as the 'dug-out," and but for q
couple of troopers who had put into
Jose's with lamed and useless horses
Randy would have gone headlong to the
ground. They caught him just in time,
and bore him inside the ranch, where
the sight of his death-like face drove
Jose almost frantic. But the troopers
knew what to do for their officer and
speedily brought him round, and when
he asked for DR.. Gould they told him of
his going, and Randy's next demand
was for coffee and a fresh horse.
fro BE Continued
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in air by the pointed muzzle of his
| closest pursuer and then pounced
upon by the painting hounds, and Ran
| dy found that they were in little am
phitheater among the buttes-found
the little spring in which the streamlet
had its birth, and there they dismount-
ed and unsaddled and let the horses
roll; and here they took their luncheon,
and had happy, loving hour, all alone
with the horses and hounds in this lit
tie world of their own; and Floy had
named the spot-a fond, foolish little
caprice, perhaps, and vowed that it
was to be her refuge by-and-by. This
is where am coming to build my lone
ly cloister one of these days, when you
grow weary of me, SIR" she had laugh
ingly said. And now, as he piled spurs
to Dicks heaving sides, Randy won
dered, wondered whether it might not
be that she had made that wide detour
around Jose's purposely to find and re-
visit that romantic little nook and there
pour out her grief to the solitude of the
silent foothills.
AT five o'clock Brown Dick was black
with sweat and dust and streaked with
foam, but still pressed gamely on, and
Randy, with white, set face, in which
deep lines of pain and weariness were
craving, gazed fixedly ahead with burn
ing, fevered eyes, conscious that
strength was failing him and praying
for the first sight of those dun adobe
walls of Jose's sheltering ranch.
Just at seven o'clock of the early win
ter'sevening the denizens of Jose'sheard
the thud of horses hoofs at the gate
and the hail Of feeble voice. Jose's
wife at that moment was in half-tearful
talk with Mrs. Hayne, who from dawn
till dark had been on watch-hoping
against hope for tidings of Florence,
and who now, wearied with long vigil
and well-nigh worn out with anxiety,
was lying down in search OF sleep.
Gould, veteran soldier and surgeon that
he was, could no longer bear the sus-
pense and inaction at the ranch. He
had borrowed one of Jose's horses, and,
with a half-breed Mexican for guide,
had ridden away at dawn, hoping to
strike Grafton's trail and follow him
into the mountains, whittier he was
supposed to have ridden in pursuit of
the Apaches. Gould was a skeptic. He
said he didn't believe dozen Apaches
were off their reservation. He didn't
believe half a dozen had ventured over
the New Mexican line, and if any had
he was willing to bet a months pay
they were not hostile. This was COM
forting to Mrs. Hayne, but Jose's people
were not so easily cured of their con-
yiction. BY the time the rumor reached
the ranch, brought in by stampeded
herdsmen, no one of whom had seen an
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as possible between the post and him
self. He know he could get another
horse at Jose's, so Brown Dick was
never spared an instant. At three
o'clock, galloping free, the gallant
horse was stretching away northwest
ward over the low, rolling earth-waves
that seemed to spread to the very lap
of the Mescalero, spanning the horizon
toward the setting sun. Far behind
him, the scattered ranches and the
sparse green foliage of the Santa Clara.
Far away on either hand, the lumpy,
sandy barren, dotted everywhere with
little dull-huef tufts of coarse herbage
or stunted sage. Ahead of him the tor
tuous, twisting, dusty trail, dented
with scores of footprints, the tracks of
Grafton's troop on its way to the res
cue. BY this time Randy was burning
with thirst, but the water in his can
teen was warm and nauseating. He
raised the felt-covered flask to his lips
from time to time and rinsed his mouth
and moistened his parching throat, but
that did not allay the craving. He had
still 30 miles to go before he could reach
Jose's and exchange Brown Dick for a
broncho, and have DR.. Gould renew the
dressing of his wounded arm. He
knew that Florence had failed to appear
there, but he knew her pluck and spir-
it, and believed he knew the reason
that there might be sojourners there
either from the Catamount or from the
post who would seek to turn her back
OF hold her there; and he knew that in
her overwrought, half-maddened state
she was starving for her mothers pet
ting and her fathers arms. He knew
her so well that any attempt to dissuade
her now would result, he felt assured,
only in frantic outburst and more de-
termined effort to push ahead.
Then he had another and even better
reason for thinking he could quickly
find Mignons trail, although it might
be miles to the north of Jose's. Or
their return from their latest visit to
the Catamount they were having a
glorious run with the hounds one love
ly November morning, and the jack
rabbits led them far out to the north
of the road among the buttes and
powders that clustered about the
course of little stream, barely yard
wide anywhere, that rippled out from
among the foothills only to be lost in
the sands of the desert to the east. One
vigorous old rabbit, close followed by
the hounds, had tackled suddenly and
darted up this narrow valley, and Floy
and Mignon, all excitement, darted aft
er him, while Randy, guiding Brown
Dick behind, watched with fond, proud
eyes his young wifes graceful, fear
less riding. Far up toward the head
of the brook poor jack bad been tossed
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posterous demand. 1t was they who
haunted him at the San Francisco club.
and the man, drunk and triumphant,
insolently demanding money that
night, had fred that well-nigh fatal
shot when repudiated, defed, and
struck. The very next day at their
hotel came letter warning them to ST.
lence as to the identity of the assailants.
So long as these latter were allowed to
escape arrest they would keep the ses
cret, but if arrested and brought to
trial they would proclaim McLane a
bigamist. All this was made known to
Uncle Mellen, and he, too, backed the
niece's cause and kept up the deception.
Eut no one could tell where the first
wife was hidden. "She will be pro-
duced when needed, and her money
must be paid through her sister," The
money, large sum, was paid, and then
there was temporary peace. But Nc
Lane dropped and died under the
weight of shame and anxiety. There
was quarreling between the widow and
the guardian and further demands
from those cormorants, who now open
ly threatened to claim the dead mans
estate for the widow and her son-they,
a. least, knew nothing of the latter's
death; and then Fanny, coming to Sedg-
wick, tried to reassert her old sover-
eighty over Merriam and to gain pos
session of the papers of which her hus-
band had told her and which Randy had
long since sent to Parry, but concern
ing which she had never spoken to her
brother-in-law, believing him to be ig-
norant of their existence; and it
pleased Ned Parry to let her live on in
ignorance that he had them. He took
curious interest in making study of
her, and had, without consulting his
client, more than professional inter-
est in the case.
But now Bullock, the man who shot
McLane, had been traced to and ar
rested in Chicago, together with his
dashing helpmeet. Uncle Mellen had
been prostrated by paralysis as re-
suit of the news. The secret could be
no longer kept, and Fanny McLane,
hunted, desperate, self-deluded, and
self-drugged, believed herself ruined
woman when at last Ned Parry came.
Too i'll to see him, she seemed at
least relieved to know he had come, and
that night in Grafton's parlor he sat
gravely listening to Harriet's recital of
what Fanny had detailed to her, max
ing no comment, but taking it all in,
when, just at tattoo, trooper dis
mounted at the gate and bore to Mrs.
Grafton a brief missive from her hus-
band. 1t was written that morning
nearly 20 miles northwest of Jose's
ranch.
"You must prepare Merriam for the
worst" it said. "There is reason to be-
lieve poor Florence has fallen into the
hands of little band of Apaches. The
sign is unmistakable and we are just
starting in pursuit" d
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CHAPTER Xv.-CoNrINUED.

They found her grave, headstone and
all, but could get no trace of her long
devoted lover. twas surmised that he
had taken what was left of the money
and gone elsewhere in search of con-
ISOLATION. McLane came back to New
York, met Fanny Hayward, fell in love,
and Uncle Mellen urged the match in
every way; and we know the result.
There was fortnight in which McLane
seemed the happiest of men. Then came
n shock. Fanny found him nearly
crazed with trouble. A letter had come
purporting to be from that supposed
to-be-dead woman demanding further
heavy payment as the price of her si-
Ience. McLane honestly told Fan the
truth, and was astonished at her de-
cision. She bade him "pay the money
and have done with it."
They might have doubted the genu-
dneness of her letter, but there was no
doubling that of young McLane's dying
statement, witnessed by the officers
from Sedgwick. He declared his moth
er alive. And so one crime led to an
other. No sooner had they reached
California than the whole Perkins
family seemed resurrected, and black
mail was their business. The. eldest
sister demanded heavy hush-money,
and 1t was paid. The second sister
turned up with her husband and q pre-
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A PERFECT DOCUMENT.
dependence Are Easily Dis
posed OF.

The Declaration is divided into two
parts: First, the statement of certain
general principles of the rights of men
and peoples, and, second, an attack on
George III. as tyrant, setting forth
in series of propositions the wrongs
done by him to the Americans which
justified them in rebellion. Criticism
has been directed first against the at
tack on the king, then to the originali-
ty of the doctrines enunciated, then
against the statement of the rights of
man, Jefferson's "self-evident truths"
and finally against the style.
The last criticism is easily disposed
of. Year after year, for more than
century, the Declaration Of Independ-
ence has been solemnly read in every
city, town and hamlet in the United
States to thousands of Americans, who
have heard it over and over again, and
who listen to it in reverent silence and
rejoice that it is theirs to read. If it
had been badly written, the most ro-
bust patriotism would be incapable of
this habit. False rhetoric or turgid
sentences would have been their own
death warrant, and the pervading
American sense of humor would have
seen to its execution. The mere fact
that Jefferson's words have stood sue
cessfully this endless repetition is in
fallible proof that the Declaration has
the true and high literary quality which
alone could have preserved through
such trials its impressiveness and its
SAVIOR. To those who will study the
Declaration carefully from the literary
side, it is soon apparent that the Eng
lish is fine, the tone noble and dignifed,
and the style strong, clear and impos-
ing.-Senator Il. c. Lodge, in Scrib-
ncr's.
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STORY OF THE GREAT LAKES.
the Writer'S of History
and Fiction.

There is much of thrilling interest,
much of romance, much of daring sur
rounding the shores Of these lakes,
much in study of the early periods of
their history, for the historian or the
novelist. A long time ago-so long it
seems like ancient history to us-the
first white man, probably about the
middle of the sixteenth century, saw
these lakes. It is not so easy to fix a
date for this event, but we know that as
early as 1880 to 1910 the French priests,
the voyagers and the coureurs de bois,
the trappers and adventurers of the day,
visited the eastern lake region on the
north. They came with two messages:
one bore tidngs of the commerce, and
proved that the French nation was alive
to the value of the new country; the
other told the story of the Christian re-
hgion. 1t were we'll, perhaps, to men
tion another message-a more or less
baleful one-brought by the adveEtur-
crs; for there were adventurers among
these early discoverers-men who had
no other motive than to seek the strange
and the exciting, and to spend their
days in the alluring and profitless occu-
patton of seeing how many hairbreadth
escapes they could enjoy, in how many
scenes of pillage and robbery they could
take part.
Those who have written so gracefully
and elegantly of the early history of the
regions surrounding the northern por-
tions of the great lakes have but begun
to tell the tales which will be told with
more and more freedom of invention as
the writers of the future come to ap-
preciate more and more what splendid
storehousc of material lies in this
Northland-W. S. Harwood, in st. Mich
olas.
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no MY wlEE.
~ manx 4 wear sInce yon nnd !.

Is many year since you and !.
In holy troth and faith,
I0lned heart and hand, and vowed to be
Husband and wife till death.
All me. how much Of good and i'll.
OF pleasure and of pain,
Our eyes have seen, our hearts have felt.
Dear wife, dear heart, since then!
Yet In our humble home-nest we
Still happy sit. and sing
A sweeter songs than skylarks trill.
In praise of love and spring.
When winter comes to us. and clouds
Obscure the light of day,
We murmur not, because we know
That we have had our May:
We know behind the clouds the sun
Shines somewhere in the blue,
And that the darkest night but brings
The stars more clear to view.
BY bearing one another's griefs,
Their weight one-half is less,
And sharing one another's joys,
We double happiness;
life, measured by this golden rule,
Becomes. despite the tears
Which sometimes blur the bluest skies.
A round of happy years.
And with this golden rule. dear wife,
We ever will comply,
I'm sweet contentment seeing thus
The tide of time glide by.
Ready. whate'er the outcome be,
Life's shade or shine to share,
Content to know its issues are
Safe in our Fathers care.
They truest live who live for love,
Love is life's crown of bliss,
The soul Of life is deathless love-
Who loves immortal isl
Charles w. Hunter, in Atlanta Constitu
ti0n
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CHAPTER XVI.

Late that anxious night one battalion
of the rifers returned to Sedgwlck,
Haynes company one of the four, and
very grave he looked when told of the
events of the past 4S hours. Acting on
thereport of Capt. Grafton that Apache
signs had been found in the foothills
north of Jose's, Buxton had ordered an
other troop to march to reinforce him,
and this troop Hayne obtained permis-
sion to accompany. 1t marched at
dawn, so he had barely three hours in
which to prepare. Mr.. Parry, wearied
with his journeying and many cares,
had been escorted to Merriam's vacated
quarters by Whitaker some little time
before midnight, and there he was
made welcome by Hop Ling and given
the room abandoned by the master of
the house so short time before. Many
people, between anxiety as to the fate
of their beloved Florence and their
eagerness to receive the riflers on their
return, sat up until two o'clock; but
Parry, though filled with anxiety as
keen, was well aware that nothing was
to be gained by his spending wakeful
night and listening to all manner of the
,1-y as to the cause of the fair fugitive's
sudden detection from the road to the
ranch. Hayne, therefore, did not meet
nor see him, but, as Boon as it was light,
rode ferth ahead of the troop, meaning
to go first to Jose's, see his wife and DR..
Gould, and then strike out northwari,
confident Of meeting the second troop
somewhere in the open country that
there spread for miles before him.
Buxton had sent party on the trail
Of Merriam within an hour of his dash
and with orders to bring him back to
the post, but they had not been heard
from since their start, "and, said Whit
taker, they're not likely to be. Those
fellows barely ride one mile to Randy's
two. It's my belief he will just pull up
at Jose's and then go straight on to the
foothills, as probably she did"
But Randy was having ride the like
of which was not recorded in the annals
of Fort Sedgwicl since the days when,
long before the war, the First Dragons
and the Navajos battled for the master
ship of the Santa Clara. Ignorant as
yet of the report of Apaches in the
foothills of the Mescalero, his one the
ory was that she had gone to Jose's,
intending from there to push on to the
cantonment. The thought of her dar-
ine so long and so hard ride at time
when she should be guarded with the
utmost care was in itself a source of
dire distress to him, and he could hard
~ have speeded faster and with grim
mer determination to defy all pain or
WEAKNESS had he dreamed of the dead
ly perils that lurked about her path.
Of the fact that Valdez and his few fol-
levers had eventually fled northward
and across the road to the Catamount
he had heard nothing. Through Hop
Ling's chatter he had gathered that
Grafton and his men were gone in
search of Florence and that Mrs. Hayne
and DR.. Gould were at Jose's. He dare
not stop to make inquiries at the gar
| rison. He was under medical care
therefore under doctors orders, and
on complaint of the acting sur
geon it would be perfectly COM
petent for Buxton to place him
in close arrest. His one idea, there
fore. was to put as much ground
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Mn NnNnlfX.

"I'm afeard," remarked Farmer Corn
tossel, "thet the period of usefulness fur
that politician is about to be drawed to
close"
whats the matter?" inquired his
wife, sis it case of overwork?"
NO." was the answer; 'tain't nothin'
so unusual as oterwork. It's plain,
old-fashioned case of overtalk.-Wash-
ington Star.
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Nnt to ne TrIghtened.

Said the minister to an old lady of an
irreligious disposition: "Womanl dye
mind there's place where there's wall
ing and gnashing Of teeth?" "Yell no
fright me wi that" said the dame. 'I've
never ane left in my head to gnash vii"
Household Words.