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The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28
Wears a Blanket and Practices Law,

Wears blanket and Practices Law.
Down in Indian Territory lives prob
ably the only Indian who speaks
French and German and who has been
the guest of the car OF Russia and
other European royalties. In addi-
ton to these claims to distinction,
Chief Storm Cloud, who is full
blooded Comanche. is said to be an
able lawyer, though he still wears his
blanket and in other respects conforms
to the customs of his tribe. When
Storm Cloud was boy he happened
to form friendship with Arsayne
Beaujen, a French Indian trader who
had made much money in dealing with
the Indians. The old Frenchman was
about to return to France and offered
to take the young chief along as his
guest. The invitation was accepted
and Storm Cloud spent more than four
years in Europe. During his loag alb
sence he learned to speak French and
German, called on the czar Of Russia,
who was greatly interested in him, and
attended lectures In law and oratory
at the University of Oxford. He has
now settled down to the practice OF
law and has often defeated prominent
white lawyers in the courts of the ter
the surviving Indian tribes into one
great state, for which he will then ap-
ply for admission into the union,
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28
A Game for Quick wits.

The game of Composing Sentences"
is one that has the advantage of maxi
ing people think quickly, and will
quickly show which player has the
most active mind. The idea is to deal
out dozen cards, each having some
letter Of the alphabet on it, to the play
ers-such cards as are used in word
games, or they may be made for the
purpose. All begin by turning over
letter at the same time AS soon as
the letters are seen sentence has to
be devised. using them all as the in
itial letters. The first to make
grammatical sentence of them is given
point on the score card; then new
letters are turned up and sentences
are made until one of the players has
won 10 points. OF course, it is neces-
sary to have large quantity of cards,
so that when dealt out there will be
variety of letters. The game be-
comes lively as personal sentences
suggest themselves, and it affords good
practice in the formation of grammat-
ical sentences.
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28
NOTES OF THE WHEEL
MATTERS OF INTEREST TO DEv-
OTEES OF THE BICYCLE.
The Battle Of the Geara.~McD, Zee Ties
His Mile In 1:21 and Rides q Third
in :.7 2-5-Taylor's Quarter in $40
A Runaway Tandem.
Tho Battle of the t,car,.

Attempts at record breaking are be-
ing continued at Garfield park track in
Chicago by McDuffee and Taylor, says
cycle Age, the Bostonian cut the
quarter-mile figures to :21 2-5 and
the third-mile figures to :27 rs.
Meanwhile Major Taylor stood around
dolefully looking on, unable to
make and trials himself because
his steam motorcycle refused to per-
form it's part. There were hints
that it would make the game interest
ing and be a magnanimous thing If
Manager Culver would allow the COL
ored boy to make trial behind Nc
Duffee's machine for suitable COM
pensation, but the suggestion fell fiat.
as the latter was not minded to relin
quish his advantage to help his rival
out of misfortune.
Iaylor's inning came on Thursday.
however. and McDuffee saw his newly
acquired Quarter-mile record move
over into the opposing camp, for. paced
ny his repaired motorcycle, the dusky
worcester lad rode the quarter in 30
fiat. In his trial for the third, how
ever, his tandem ran wide, and he
missed McDuffee's latest figures by
three-ifths of second. The Bostonian
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28

capr1ctously gloomy or unbecomipgly
gay, always jealousy Independent.
Was it the inconsolable grief of hav-
ing been cheated in life which she
sought to amuse away? Or had brood
ing transformed her hatred of the one
responsible man into desire for re-
venge on the sex at large? At any
rate she began to play havoc among
the men who congregated about her.
Her mansion became the rendezvous
of fast set. But in the midst of all
that dancing and banqueting, to the
music of those orchestras, mems ca
reers were being ruined, mems lives
wrecked, suicides prepared. Nobody
knew the extent Of this work; nobody
will ever know. For If one poor young
fellow, Pierre de Fantanes, actually
did blow out his brains on her door
steps. how many went away to die?
During two years the Countess d'Elva,
superbly gowned, dangerous and calm,
unmoved, presided over the revels with
the same maddening smile. But one
night man came. A friend Of the
house presented Mr.. Edward Sandford,
of Virginia. II have come to face the
evil genius that they tell me you are"
said he, laughingly. The mistress of
the house extended her hand with
languid smiles
DO my friends give me such
reputation?"
Fascinating and dangerous. they
say. But do not believe IT,
It may be inferred that once again
and this time more severely than be-
fore, for she was in love yetts had
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28

and would take them with her az far
as Lawrence, where they would be met
by teacher from their new school,
This was wonderful trip for the little
Indian girls. They had never been in
a train before, so it was all very new
to them. When the train drew up at
the station at Lawrence, they saw
something else they had never before
seen-a city. When they got off the
train they expected some one to speak
to them, and take them away, but no.
body did. Just think of two little chill
dren left suddenly alone in great,
strange city. But what was the use
OF being frightened? They soon made
up their minds that nobody was COM
Ing, SO they planned to go to the
school alone. Leaving little Amy with
their bags, Louise went out and found
man with an old-fashioned yellow
bus who would take them to the
school. The driver seemed very much
astonished to hear them talk, and see
how womanly they We're. When they
arrived at the school, our little friends
jumped out, got their baggage, and
Louise, with the most grown-up air,
took big silver dollar out of her tiny
purse, paid the driver and sent him
away. What a lot of questions to be
asked and explanations to be made
The truth was that the teachers at the
school had thought the little girls were
not coming until the next day, and
that was why there was no one at the
station to meet them. If ever two
small girls were praised and petted
these two We're. Don't you think they
were very brave?
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28
Catastr .phe in Norway,

Bergen correspondence Chicago Rec
ord: Norway has not shown such a
heartrending calamity in many a long
day as was caused by the recent storm
on the west coast. Thirty persons,
mostly married men, residents of the
little island of Roder, who had been
attending funeral on the mainland
near Haugesund, endeavored to put
back to their homes. Storm signals
had been telegraphed to Haugesund,
anu the men were warned not to at
tempt the passage, but they feared
their families would be alarmed by
their absence. made the attempt and
perished. The smack in which the
men sailed was loaded with provisions
for their families. These being lost, a
steamer was sent with a fresh stock
of victuals, and bearing also a clergy
man, whose mission was to break the
news to the families of the drowned
men. The entire population of the
little island was gathered at the
wharf when the steamer arrived. and
the scenes of anguish that followed
were indescribable. On some of the
farms of the island only the widows
and minor orphans are lett to carry
on the work, and there is not family
that ia not in mourning.
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28
Flowers That Pinch.

A peculiar species of climbing plant
from Brazil has lately been introduced
in the south Of England, where il
grows in the open air. Its flowers are
provided with fiat. horny Plates, sit
uated above the nectar cups in the cen
ter of the blossom and which are called
"pinching bodies" When an insect
thrusts It's proboseis into the nectar.
the plates pinch il fast, and on its de-
parture the insect mus either carry
off the pollen masses of the flower or
leave its proboscis behind. In the
former case the pollen is likely to
reach and fertilze another flower. In
the latter the unfortunate insect, de-
prived of it's proboscis, dies. Some
times the legs as we'll as the noses of
insects are found sticking in the flow
ers. Only the bumblebees appears to
be strong enough always to escape am.
putation.
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28
Fido In Trouble,

On one occasion Fido was punished
Tor his misdemeanors and greediness.
was suffering with cold, and some
one suggested hot stew of syrup with
plenty of red pepper. / was fond OF
syrup candy, and often made it in my
little saucepan over my fire. Fido was
fond of it, too. AS l sat over the fire
on this particular afternoon he sat
by me watching and waiting; eagerly,
impatiently, wagging his tail, raising
his ears, giving way to short, impa-
tlent barks and growls as time went
by. l endeavored to make him under
stand that he was mistaken; that he
really did not want the stew he
thought he did, and, in short, that it
was not for him at ALL In vain, Fido
had recognized the syrup jug, the little
saucepan, the smell of the candy and
was wild with impatience. Finally |
poured out some of the syrup to cool
in saucer, and slipped it as l did So.
1t was very hot, so hot in fact, that,
with thcughtless haste, l put the
saucer down on low stool and hur-
rled out to get a glass of water. Fido
left to himself, leaped upon the STOOL
Tapped up one greedy mouthful and
swallowed it. Poor Fido! Bewildered
Mortified, tortured with pain, he stood
for moment motionless. then around
and around the long dining table he
sped at the rate of sixty miles an hour.
Around and around he ran, wildly,
frantically. Suddenly he paused-an
idea had occurred to him. Dashing
across the hall he sped into my dress
ing room; small tub of water was
on the floor near the washstand; he
drank about quart of it, then re-
turned looking calm and serene, and
stretched himself down on the rug for
rest and repose after his unusual ex-
ercise and excitement. His serenity
was of short duration, however. At
first a meditative and then a troubled
look gradually stole over his coun-
tenance. Presently, with ears and tail
erect, he was once more racing around
the room at full speed, and then, as
before, he fled to my dressing room
and drank another quart of water and
returned with countenance less SER
enc and hopeful. and tried once more
to rest and sleep. This performance
he kept up, at longer intervals, during
the entire afternoon, and that evening
when gave him his supper. in a
saucer, he closed his eyes tight and
declined to notice it. He has persist
ed in his refusal to eat anything out
of saucer since that afternoon.-Our
Animal Friends.
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28
He Found Out why.

Ripley (Ohio) Bee: A few evenings
since certain young man called on
his best girl to spend the evening.
When about to return home the con-
versation CHANGED to turn to art, and
the young lady said to him that he
reminded her Of the Venus de Milo,
whereupon the young man was delight
ed, thinking surely it was symmetrical
form she alluded to. When he got
nome he consulted an encyclopedia,
and In his deep chagrin and mortifi-
cation found that the Venus de Milo
had no arms. He went down in the
cellar and tried to butt out his brains
on a soft cabbage.
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28

The temperature at the bottom of
the ocean is nearly down to freezing
point, and sometimes actually below
1t. There is total absence of light
so far as sunlight is concerned. and
there is an enormous pressure, reck-
oned at about ton to the square inch
in every thousand fathoms, which is
l60 times greater than that of the at
mosphere we live in. At $500 faith
oms the pressure is thirty times more
powerful than the steam pressure of
locomotive when drawing a train. AS
late as 1880 leading zoologist ex-
planned the existence of deep-sea ami
mails at such depths by assuming that
their bodies were composed of solids
and liquids of great density, and con-
tanned no air. This, however, is not
the case with deep sea fish, which are
provided with air-inf1ated swimming
bladders. If one of these fish, in full
chase after its prey, happens to as
cend beyond certain level, it's bladder
becomes distended with the decreased
pressure, and carries it, in spite of it's
efforts, still higher in its course; in
fact, members of this unfortunate class
are likely to become victims to the
unusual accident of falling upward,
and no doubt meet with violent death
soon after leaving their accustomed
level, and long before their bodies
reach the surface in distorted and
unnatural state. Even ground sharks,
brought up from depth of no more
than 500 fathoms, expire before they
gain the surface.-Nineteenth Century.
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28
FOR BOYS AND GIRLS.
SOME GOOD STORIES FOR OUR
JUNIOR READERS.
Fido in Trouble-An Because He Was
1nquisitive and Greedy-Brave Little
Indian Girls-Mice That Sing - A
Game for Quick Wits.
Tie Foster Neither.
Sleep, little one! Again feel the thrill
hahe,S COT baai

Sleep, little one! Again l feel the thrill
babes soft hand can in my breast
awaken.
Hide in my bosom. thou art not for
saken:
Sleep little one! thou hast mother
My lips 1 press to thy sweet brow
anew;
Sleep. little one! I am thy mother, too
Mine to protect. to cherish and to rear:
Why should the baby hand the fiaxen
hair,
Set me a dreaming of q bygone care,
And make a far-off sorrow seem so nearq
Wake. little one! Too much am 1 be-
guiled,
Too near, too close, the little hands are
wrestling.
Too soft, too warm, the little head is
nesting,
For am not thy mother o my child!
Wake. little one! Thy mouth too sweetly
smiled,
For am not thy mother, o my child!
yet do not wake-sleep on--full we'll 1
God, in my heart. maternal love renew
lntendeth not for my poor hearts un-
doing.
Nor builds again joy to lay 1T low.
Sleep. little one! 'Tis sweet to feel the
babes soft hand can in my breast
Eide In my bosom. thou art not for
saken:
Sleep, little one! I am thy mother still.
by Edwin II. Keen (After the French }
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28

met. with disappointment. A month or
so ago she returned from no one
knows where. She was sad, silent,
evidently ready for another desperate
plunge into the whirl of wicked pleas
ures. The wild associates that Sand
ford's presence had dispersed focked
to her, and new revels began. Two
weeks ago Paris was startled by the
announcement that the famous Ameri-
can octoroon would be on the stage Of
the Olympia, the music hall of the
Boulevards des Capucines. Clad in
black satin tights, with scarlet cloak
fastened at one shoulder by jeweled
buckle, she was vision Of arrogant
beauty, somber and defiant. For some
days the hall was packed, the papers
full Of her name. Then she played
no more. The Virginian had come and
appealed to the Countess. Such con-
duct was unworthy Of her he said.
cam 1 not unworthy of all that is
good?"
Nonsense! You are good girl,
and, despite all you have done, wom-
an of noble Instincts
"But you will not marry me-
No, he would not, could not. He was
a Virginian and Yette d'Elva had dark
blood. She did not rebel. She cried
long on his shoulder, gently; that was
all.
That night at IL, around magnia-
Gently decorated table, she gathered
twenty-five of her preferred guests. It
was joyous company and joyous
occasion. When the merriment was
at it's height the Countess d'Elva rose
with a champagne glass in her hand.
From the conservatory came the
strains of musical caress, sometimes
warmly, amorous, sometimes moan
ing appeal to mercy. More beautiful
than before, more rebellious than ever.
the octoroon spoke:
II drink to the God who gives hap
piness to some of his creatures and
tortures the others; to Him who made
some of us white and others negroes
despised by the rest. drink to God
to show that l am quitting the game
with no hard feelings" And with the
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28

"I'm satisfied with that arrange
ment," said Culver. Il will ask for
windshield records and they will be
granted. 1t is impossible for a man
tu beat 1:20 without wind shields, and
that Is the reason why we have them
on. In France such records are rec
ognized, for French Taylor's hour
record was made behind wind shield,
attached to tricycle., which is even
better protection from the wind than
our arrangement. think Major Tay-
ior will go for the record with shields
on, for Sager told me he had had them
made" Manager Sager had called on
Ge'lach to protest against the use of
the big cylinders on the rear OF Nc
Dutfee's machine and to ask regarding
the advisability of equipping Taylor's
tandem after the same manner The
chairman told him that records made
behind such an arrangement would not
be accepted and advised him to leave
them off.
McDuffee stated to his friends that
ne would retire from cycle racing at
the close Of the present season and
might not do any more fast riding
after leaving Chicago. At the same
time Manager Culver announced that
he should seek new stars to compose
a team to compete in open or match
races at the Paris exposition and
through Europe next year.
In the first place." said McDuffee,
I've been in the game nine years and
desire change. and secondly l am
offered position with an automobile
concern in New York for the winter,
and am likely to settle in some such
business. Again. am having trouble
in training down to the proper weight
for good riding and think l am enti-
tied to rest"
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28

enjoying all the bures Of FSFis at
once. Meanwhile ragic things were
brewing elsewhere. During four, years
the Marquise de la Piedra had lived
her new life serenely. She was quite
at home in high spheres. an amiable
matron of twenty, who coached with
enthusiasm, entertained sumptuously;
whose victoria at the Bois was the
model of elegance, just as her gowns
were the despair Of imitators. Tho
sudden separation Of the young wife
from the marquis came as a bolt from
a clear sky. And almost Immediately
shocking things began to be Whispered
from ear to ear. The husband had
not only been grossly unfaithful, but
he had Gsen brutal; in fact, constant,
relentless torturer. The marquis this
time had chosen to go on an excursion
with lady whose love was easily ac-
cessible yet expensive. To clinch ncr
wavering devotion the Spaniard had
imagined nothing sweeter than to
adorn her with most of his wife's
jewels. The wife drew the line at this
insult.
Peremptorily she signif1ed to her
husband Through powerful attorneys)
that all connection between herself
and his noble person was at an end.
But the Marquis did not yield grace
fully. There was an awful scandal and
nasty revelations. Finally he lost his
wife and had to resign from the Diplo-
matte Corps. Now the Marquis de la
Piedra is living on the Avenue Mel.
Not far away his wife, content
with the lesser title of Countess
d'Elva. occupies luxurious house in
the Rue Theodule Ribot. Occasional
ly, when the pension she serves does
not satisfy him, the old man sends a
very polite note to his former wife,
who forthwith writes an extra check.
They never visit, never see each
other.
Now to go back a little. To the
friends Yette d'Elva had made in the
high set she remained just as dear as
ever; for nothing was advanced
against her. But everybody who ap-
preached her soon noticed curious
change in her manners. She became
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28

In iaunting trip through the east
ern counties Of England, Mr.. Hissey
noted some of the curious sigrs which
show how modern life differs from life
In the past. What. I wonder, would
our ancestors make of the following
notice appended to the sign Of an old
inn on the way. which we deemed
worthy of being copied? Good ac-
commodation and stabling for cyclists
and motorists" The following notice,
affixed to the. porch Of country
church, plainly tells story of changed
times and of changed ways: "Cyclists
welcomed in cycling dress" On the
road from Crowland to Spalding, by
the wayside. we saw a large notice
board bearing this legend: "One
thousand miles in one thousand hours,
by Henry Girdlestone. at the ago of Sc,
in the year 1874"
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28
Mice That Sing.

II you were to walk along q certain
street in London, past certain bird
store, you would see this sign in the
window: Singing mice a speciality"
If you should go inside the store and
talk to the fancier, he would tell Won
that such mice were very rare, and that
his store was the only one in London
where they were kept. When they are
scarcer than usual. they sometimes
bring as much as ten dollars apiece in
our money. These mice are piebald and
quite tame and seem like ordinary
mice, but when they sing you feel thew
are quite extraordinary, for it seems
very strange indeed to hear such
sounds coming from mice. 1t is not a
tune exactly, but sort of a mining
sound, pleasant to hear and really
rather musical. Some people saw il is
peculiar kind of lung disease that
makes them make this strange music.
but this fancier says that it is a nat
ural gift with the mice, and that there
is only one kind that has the gift. He
also says that he is the only person
who knows anything about these sing
ing mice. He has had some strange
requests for these queer little animals.
One lady asked him for a mouse that
could sing God Save the Queen" and
said she was willing to give e10 for
1t, amounting to about s4s.4o. When
told there was no mouse that could
oblige her she went away quite dis
gusted. A violin player had bought a
couple of mice. and one day returned
them, complaining that they did not
Keep together we'll when they sang.
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28
EDWARD SANFORD

'aenchantingly sinuous Countess-she
was . countess like Anna Gould. She
was more. Her husband, for many
years attache to the Spanish embassy
sof Paris, was the very noble Count
Sd'Elva. Marquis de la Piedra, a scion
p1 grandees whose plumed hats were
never doffed to royalty. And yet
Any yet. listen! Her name before her
marriage was Henrietta Bushnell. She
~ the daughter of William Bushnell,
wealthy planter and speculator of
Plaquemine parish, Louisiana. Her
mother was one of those splendid mu-
latto girls that you see down there.
+ Her grandmother-now living in Paris
with Yette d'Elva-her grandmother
is black! Yes. More easily aristo-
cratic than the proud daughter of
aristocracy among whom she once
reigned. this young marquise is an
Qctoroon. In his way of dealing with
HE. William Bushnell had always
been ambitious, rash and lucky. There
scame 9 time when money-making had
lost all power of interesting him, when
I the pleasures of his native land had
lost all flavor to his palate. He real
txed on his property, and came to see
! what Paris could yield in the way of
excitement. The whole family-black
mother-in-law. mulatto wife and oc-
toroon child-Bushnell installed in the
palace that Djevad Bey had built with
Oriental magnificence. A novelist
could wish for no better environment
sof his romance than that house while
Bushnell and his wife (each quite in
dependently Of the other) kept things
1 Shumming 1t was curious household.
The Leon reporter., 1899-12-28
A Wonderful Storm.

The records of the Photographic
Bureau at Washington show that the
terrible hurricane which wrought
wholesale destruction in Porto Rico in
August last was longer lived than any
storm hitherto reported to the bu-
reau. 1t lasted from August until
August 21, within which time it trav-
eled between 1000 and 5000 miles. It
also began its career farther east than
any tropical storm yet on record. It
was first noticed on August 8, about
halfway between the coasts Of Africa
and South America, a little below
north latitude IL degrees. On the 9Th
it's center ravaged Porto Rico, then ii
turned up the coast OF the United
States. and was last noticed, fast dy-
ing out, about 800 miles directly east
of New York.