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The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30
WHEN LOST IN A FOREST.
Make q SmoulderinG Fire, Fire Your
Gun and Halloo At Frequent
interval

You know how the redskins of old
used smoke signals? Now. let every
sportsman in Maine or elsewhere who
| gets lost in the woods make a smoke.
and the chances are one hundred to one
that the searchers who are looking for
him will find him within a few hours.
Start the smoke on a bare rock on a
side hill. Make a thin smoke and keep
it up. Sit down and take it easy and
vary the programme by gathering fuel
for the smudge IT boughs for a wind
break or camp bed, in the possible
chance of having to lie over night. Look
for water to drink. No trouble to find
your way back to your rock with the
smoke 10 guide you.
Every professional guide who takes
out a party of sportsmen should in
struct them in these particulars. 1t
will save painful worry. hunger, star
vation and too frequent death. To a
tyro in woodcraft l would much prefer
making a smoke than an attempt to
study the divides, or even to follow a
stream out. In a country of limited
eANof IL IA tANaLl L n SAoA
and seldom over Is miles from the
crown of the divide to tide-water, as
in Nova Scotia. the latter would be the
best pian-to stick TO the watercourses
and follow the downstream current.
In a wilderness tangle a smoke is the
best, though in a fiat area of dense for
est it is a hard chance for 4 man unso
phisticated, smoke or no smoke. No
man should ever be without matches
in a waterproof safe and a serviceable
jackknife in his pocket. And above all
things. study the lay of the land before
you start out and see in which direction
the hills and valleys run. Getting lost
should be impossible when nature
makes all her paths so plain, at least it
seems so to me at these presents. But
then l have had 50-odd years of ex-
p~erience in ali regions and ATTITUDES.
AS a rule. 4 bewi;Gered 2 when he
finds himself lost. has not travelled far
from his starting point. Distance seems
vastly greater in a strange woods than
they do on a turnpike. Indeed. 4 mko
cannot travel fast ard far through an
underground. So the Logic of the sit
uation is 10 stand still. halloo often,
fire both barrels of your gun. and, final
~ make a smoke in a safe place. if yea
cannot find q slightly n as well: crd
if you keep the blaze covered with moss.
punk and green boughs it will not run
and it will give one employment to fill
up anxious time.-Charles Hallock, in
Forest and Stream.
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30

! about the compliments of the season"
The gentlemen prided themselves upon
the number of visits paid, the ladies
upon the number received. Girls at
| school vexed each other with cumulative
boasting.
"We had so callers on New Years
day."
"Oh! but We had 65."
This perfunctory performance grew
very tedious by the time that the CALI
ing hours were ended, but apart from
this the day was one on which families
were greeted by distant relatives rare
II seen, while old friends met and re-
vived their pleasant memories. In u
house the rooms were all thrown open,
ard bright fires burned in the CRATES.
1 recall a New Years day, early in the
thirties, on which a yellow chariot
stopped before door. A stout, ell
DERBY gentleman descended from it, and
came in to pay his compliments to MY
father. This gentleman was John ia
cob Aston, who was already known to
be possessed of great wealth.
The pleasant custom just described
was said to have originated with the
Dutch settlers of the olden time. AS
the city grew in size, it became diff
cult and well-nigh impossible for gen.
tlemen to make the necessary number
of visits. Finally, a number of young
men Of the city took it upon themselves
to call in squads at houses which .hcy
had nc tight to mo.esi, consuming the
refreshments provided for other guests,
and making themselves disagreeable
in various ways. This offense against
good manners led to the Giscontinuance,
by common consent, of the New YeaTs
receptions.
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30
Oyster Frftters.

OYSTER fritters are delicious for
breakfas. or for luncheon; they are
much more delicious than clam fritz
tiers. Make them as follows: Break
four eggs. put the whites and yolks in
separate dishes and beat each to a
stiff froth: add a pint and a half of
milk and a pound of flour gradually
and beat to a light foam. If this is
not -four enough mix in a little more:
season with salt and pepper, then, last
of all. stir in the beaten white of the
ercs Have a kettle of smoking hot
fat on the range. dip a large spoonful
of the batter from the bowl, drop an
oyster into it and drop it into the hot
fat; repeat this till the oysters are all
used. These fritters may be made by
chopping the oysters and stirring
them through the batter after chop
ping. the same as for clam fritters.-
ST IouiS Republic.
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30
OLD-TIME NEW YEARS CALLS
They Held an Important Place in the
Observances of the Day-Origin
of the Custom.

Among the festivities OF old New York
the observance of New Years day held
an important place. says Mrs. Julia
house of any pretension the ladies of
the family sat in their drawing-room,
arrayed in their best dresses, and the
gentlemen of their acquaintance made
short visits, during which wine and
rich cakes were offered. 1t was allow
able to call as early as ten O'Clock in
the morning, but the visitor sometimes
did little more than appear and disap-
pear, hastily muttering something
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30

tIeness, love. Help me reinstate my.
self in my husbands heart for the dear
Chrst's sake"
And tears trickled slowly through
the fingers which supported the tired
head.
/ A step, a hand on her chair, a CHEEKY
voice saving: "a Happy New Year.
little wife! What, crying? Why, my
darling-my poor little, pretty little
drowning white Rose-what a brute I've
been to leave you so long" and she was
gathered to her husbands heart.
He held her close till the storm of
tears was over. soothing her as =
mother might a tired little child, with
tender words and caresses-the very
words she had longed and prayed to
hear.
"Oh, Jack" she whispered when she
had grown calmer, do you think you
can eve love me again, as you did when
you wrote these?" And she pointed to
the letters scattered at her feet
$50 you have been going over it, too;"
her husband replied, somewhat irrel-
evantly, and looking down at the let
tiers. Then taking her tear-stained face
between his hands, he said, t%enderly:
'My foolish child. are you not my
precious wife? Have you not borne
hardships hat a better husband might
have spared you? Have
But, oh Jack" she interrupted,
chow have 1 borne them? Think Of
the recriminations. the ~reproaches, the
complainings-even if you are good
enough to forgive I can never forg:-e
myself"
There. there" said Jack, laying his
warm. loving lips to her quivering, self
accusing ones. you shall not abuse my
wife. Now 1 shall put you to bed, but
first wish me a Happy New Year and
we will begin all over again."
With her arm about his neck and the
old love-light shining in her eyes she
murmured. obediently:
81 wish you a Happy New Year, my
husband."-Mary Wright Davis, in
Every Month.
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30

has just erGHl. To-day another begins,
though l VIII never be thoroughly happy
until / hear tie words which make US man
and wife-then how happy / shall. be and
oh. how proud, When we are married I
shall Always try to be the best of hus-
ba-ds ard my first aim shall be to make
you happy; then I am happy.
You are the ore to make me-make
more of ne than the ordinary a There
is nothing that l would not try to do for
your dear sake. AS a beginning I shall
try TO have my business hours changed.
so that I may have my evenings fer my
sweetheart. l can say of he as someone
else has said Of his love:
She's more than diamond. ruby CT pearl,
She's a dear little, sweet LITTLE. Feat Ettlo
girl
You are alt that and mere. You are
more precious to NE than are jewels-you
are invaluabie-they are net
1T Is after two-aEd 1 st:u have writing
to 90.
Goodnight. sweetest, dearest. best! Ny
beautiful Rose-I love you. l love you. I
love you!
Long the tired woman stared at the
loving words-could they have been
written to her? Why had she rot read
them oftener? Why was ii that ali the
beautiful romance had died u of her
life? Whose was the fault? Again her
eyes devoured the dear words before
her. How her heart warmed with ten
Gerness toward the writer. How she
huneered for the kisses and caresses
he used 10 lavish upon her. If only to-
night he would take her in his arms all
tired. nervous and unstrung as she was,
ana pet and comfort her. If she could
hear him call her by the old. fond, fool
ISL names how il would tighten her
heavy heart and rest her weary body.
Then she thought of the time she
had repulsed his loving advances-ef
her ~petu.ant ~retorts, her irritable COM
plainings under misfortunes and re-
verses. How far. far below his ideal
she had fallen. Would he ever love her
so well again? Could she ever get back
TO her thrones
Solemnly the bells began to toll for
the dying year. They sounded deep
in the heart of the waiting wife.
"Oh, God" she prayed. 'for the New
Years fight. grant me l'atience, gen.
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30
he N T TO GO home
Inc xounE EnElfshman Merely Men,
lions His Wish at an OPP
perfume Time.

"You will doubtless remember the
famous 'rustlers' fight" said r. K. Jen-
kins. of aCheyenne, recently. The.
prominence. of. the men involved
caused it at the time to create a sem
sation. The 'rustlers.' as they were
called, were a band of cattle thieves
who made their headquarters in Jack
sons Hole. Some ranchers who had
suffered at their hands determined, if
possible, TO recapture their stolen cat
tie. 9nd to this end organized an expe-
dittou.
THE story of how the rustlers cooped
them up, and how the latter were finally
arrested. after a fight of several days,
n spent some months in Jail in Chey-
enne, is all ancient and oft-told history
now, but l heard a story in connection
with the fight the other day that struck
me as rather amusing. 1t seems that a
young Englishman was visiting one of
the ranches, but he had declined to take
part in the expedition on the ground
that he had no stake in the-eame. He
was persuaded. however. and finally
went along, but with the distinct I'M
Outstanding tina. if he wanted to re-
turn homo at any time he wa to be al
lowed to DO so. When the party were
driven TO take refuge in the cabin in
Jackson's Hole. they managed to con-
struct an outpost. which would hold
two of their number. some yards in
front of their cabin.
After the fight was on the young
Englishman became the life of the
party. He had a banjo and was the pos
SCISSOR of a good tenor voice. When mat
ter< looked most dubious he would keep
at 1t with his banjo and his songs until
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS. He was a
good shot, and made himself Invaluable 1
in many ways. One day. however. when
he and his friends We're occupying the |
outpost he turned to his companion
with: 'Iou remember our agreement. |
and that | was TO be allowed to return |
home whenever / wanted top Yes an
swered the surprised friend. of course !
I do. What ofit?!' Well returned the
young Erglishman. with a cheerful |
grin. as he ducked his head as a white
puff OF smoke indicated tina a shot was
travelling in his direction: well. if it's
all the same to you chaps, | want to go
home now.'"-N. Y. Tribune.
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30

Peel. core and cut into quarters
eight large greeniEg apples. place
them with half a cupful of water in a
saucepan over the fire, cover and cook
till tender but not broken; remove,
and when cold rub foul ounces of
stale bakers bread without the rind
into the crumbs. mix them lightly
with the apples; add two tablespoon
fuls sugar, one tablespoonful melted
butter, measured before melting, add
the yolks of two eggs and use a. di.
rected.-Ledger Monthly.
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30
A Sure Enough Example.

Teacher (giving lesson in natural
history)-An extinct bird or animal is
n that no longer inhabits the earth.
Willy Green, give US An example of an
extinct bird.
Willy Green (~smacking his lips)-
Why, that turkey dad killed for our
New Year d;raer:-PucG
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30

Mammal wonder what WI shall
call the baby?
JOHNNY don't think we'd better
call him any of those names papa
called him last night when be was
crying. He mightn't like it when he
Rrowed up.-Harlem Life.
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30
A Boer DeIfca~.

A great square slice is cut on q loaf
made of coarse. unsifted meal, and COW
cred with a thick layer Of iam-prefer.
ably strawberry. A row of sardfnes n
then placed on top and the oil from the
sardine box is literally poured over the
whale.-N. Y. Sum
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30

movers wagon TO the parlor of her new
home, and now, as the clock struck II.
she looked around her bedroom in a
dazed and b]ewildered way. Was there
ever such a jumbo of boxes. trunks
and furniture as met her gaze.
How can Jack leave me alone so
long when he knows what a lot there is
a chair before the open fire. the only
cheer-inspiring object in the room. and
looked about again, as the last stroke
of the clock died out.
ugh. will | ever get this muddle INFO
anything like order" she muttered.
we will never move again, as long as L
live-I'm tired of packing and unpack-
ing, of arranging and rearranging.
What a chaos in which to begin the New
Year." And visions of brilliantly
lighted parlors. glittering tables, pref
ty girls and handsome men passed be-
fore her by way of contrast.
Then the baby stirred ard she rose
to place it more comfortably in its crib.
Coming back 10 her chair BY the fire
she caught sight of n small blue box
in q corner of n of the open trunks.
".Ah, I'll burn you now" she said.
softly. 1T is sentimental nonsense to
carry You around any longer. This is
just the fire for you, ard I'm too worn
out to do another stroke of work"
Lifting the lie she took out a bundle
of letters addressed in a flowing bust
ness hand to
MISS ROSE WINSTON,
ssIl0 Uact - Stroay
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30
Not Gla.. Ones, ThouEh.

B'Jinks-Miss Simperly is quite IN
ocuiist. isn't she?
B'Jove-I don't understand.
"She's always making eyes, isn't
she?"-Kansas City independent
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30

L WAS late in the
aft rnoon when
Mrs. Towns e n q
saw the last piece
of furniture trans
ferred O the
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-12-30
'11 West - Street,

New 1Ork City.
Somehow her heart beat a little faster
as she recalled how happily it had
throbbed at sight of these same envel-
opes three years ago. Three years:
Was it only three?
A log slipped and rolled to the edge
of the hearth. sending a shower of
sparks before it. 1t aroused the musirg
woman, who leaned forward fer ne
tongs with which to push it back in
place. Then she slowly drew forth a
letter and read:
New York City. May 1st. 1s-"
my Dearest
Darling. is how 1 think of you. and I
might as we'll own up. Just 4 few IS
ago / left you, yet It seems so long-I "a ut
to be with you always.
D you know. dearest, that you have
become more necessary TO me than anyone
or anything in life? I never dre2rcd 1
could love anyone as / love you ard yeste--
day, when you said that you were ficEie,
you awakened feelings that have maze
me sad. Tonight when / said that I
should try to destroy our fickleEeS5 I
meant it. for the thought ~arises-Should
she pc tickle with me, what then? l am
sure I don't now
You are my ideal in face, form, d;spo-
sition and character. The more I see you
the more l love you-ard why? Because
We think alike on many subjects. because
you would make the loveliest wife man
ever had. because you would make for
me that for which / Tonga home"
She raised her eyes to look around the
disorderly room, and her heart smote
her. Then she went on with the let
ter:
81 have not words at my command. to
tell you what I think I only know that
I love you. aud that If you were mine you
would make the man. You are superior
to me, and have strength. where I am
weak.
eff you had not said that yss we're not
sure CO yourself, I should ask you to be
mine-cut / must wait. May I not think Of
you as mine? May I NOT hope that some
d. saA wiz Be M.as3 TEL me trIS. 1eSI.
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-05-27
SCIENTIFIC BALLOONING.
Varying Sensations Make 1t lard to
Keep the Mind on Observa.
tional Work.

Some little special training, no doubt,
IS needed in the observer himself. He
has to grow accustomed to the m
what cramped quarters within which he
is confined, not less to the novelty of
the situation, and to h fact that his
observation seldom remains for a single
moment in any Il position. He learns
only by experience not incumber him.
self with superiluous apparatus and not
to attempt too much or too varied work
on any one voyagc. 1t is noteworthy,
TOO. how much incOngruity is found in
the experiences of different individuals.
To one. on ascending, the earth Will
seem to recedc from beneath and hol-
low itself out, as it We're, into n basin
bounded only by the horizon. To an
other no optical illusion is noticeable,
and the earth, from all considerable
heights. will appear only as a dead
level. With many, but by no means all,
aerial travellers. when rapidly ascend
ing or descending. there may be n GER
tain feeling of distress in the ears. in
terfering more or less with the n
of hearing, but transient and generally
relieved by the mere act of swallowing.
On clear days, as higher attitudes are
reached, all vOyagers will be conscious
of such sensations as are experienced
on mountain heights, the fierce rays of
the sun appearing almost capable of
blistering the skin. even though the air
grows very sensibly colder.
There will he few. also. who will not
w to Il great eXhilaration of spirits,
which renders the task of c%oncentrat-
ing the mind on strict o~bservational
work somewhat difficult and irksome.
Some striking feature of the shifting
panorama. some opening fairy scene in
the heavenly glories of cloudland. will
almost irresistibly divert the atten-
ton.
1t is said. indeed, that these indescrib-
able beauties do. not lend themselves
readily to photography, and can never
be done Justice to by artists brush.
When the startling s~uddenness of Il
transformation scene there Will some
times burst on the view a vision of
aerial alps of purest snow and limitless
range: towering mountains and deep
! ravines. rocks with yawning chasms,
giving place TO true castles in the air
with frowning battlements, ~dissolving
in their turn into forests of towers,
domes and spires, and all the while the
beholder is conscious that this is not
illusion, but a reality of his new home,
and that for the time he himself is a
naturalized inhabitant of the sky.
Later on conditions unknown will
' prevail. The u seems loath to with
I draw his warmth, the distance becomes
swallowed up in gloom, the rawness OF
evening is absent, and the night grows
Eenial.-Contemporary Review.
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-05-27
COMMUNICATION DAY.
A Day to Pay Tribute to Those Who
Yielded Up Their Lives for
Their Flag and Country.

Memorial day, with all its beautiful
significance, has come TO have an abld-
ing place among our holidays. 1t Is
we'll for us to honor and to render our
tribute of gratitude and Thanksgiving
to those who gave their lives for the
maintenance of the grandest system of
national institutions that any people
ever enjoyed. Our nation stands fore
most among the few great political
powers whose warriors have always ex-
hibited the noblest patriotism.
Our independence rests on the mar
tyred bodies of our f~Orcfathers. And
the costly price of our national unity
and liberty lies buried beneath the sod,
where many q widow and orphan has
went. and where with each returning
wear, in this month of May, we render
our floral tribute to their memory and
to American patriotism. Our national
institutions. though conceived in the
minds of our noble fathers. were
brought forth. nurturcd and handed
to us by our brave men, who left their
homes and loved ones, and faced shot
and shell, bayonet and saber. for their
country.
American grandeur consists not IN
perishing sculptures and massive ma
sonrv, the achievements of captive
slaves. Her monuments have not been
erected in commemoration of warllke
valor or martial conquests. but in honor
of those who counted not their lives
precious when their country and its IN
situations were in peril. but freely shed
their blood and laid down their lives
that they might live as the priceless in
heritance of those who came after
them. How eloquently they speak to
us to-day as we Irvine u floral gifts
about them, and over the lowly grass
strew the fragrant flowers of spring!
Memorial day is what its name i'm
piies-a day of commemoration. In
the graves on whose mounds shall be
planted flags and scattered owe
sleep the remains of men whose deeds
of. courage and daring are worthy Oh
being perpetuated. All M TO the
heroic dead,-Christian Work.
The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1899-05-27

| passed away from earth's turmoil and
strife should be remembered and hon
| ored by the sweet tribute of flowers
laid upon their graves.
And SO Decoration day should be to
us, next to Christmas. the most sacred
day of all the year. 1t is not a day for
rioting and rejoicing. or ball-playing,
or "scorching." 1t is a day that we
dedicate to the dead.
And let us keep it as becomes the
people of n nation broad in philan-
thropy-exalted in civilizations; let us
keep it as a nation of men and women
who believe in a republican government,
and all that it represents. and who
are ever ready to honor those who come
forth to the defense Of our institu-
tions when duty calls.
To-day we are one country-we know
no east, no south. no west. no north
we are brothers and sisters-the honor
of the nation is our own-the flag is
dear to every free-born man and woman
who treads American soil - Kate
Thorn, in n. Y. Weekly.