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At The dinner given at tle &ontaHk
e3#a BGaoHlyH. - celebrate the 6lst
t.r. adag Of @ea5toH 9saaN, the senaso9
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"N'Ia . iae. #6aE ysa are, Tom
my" said tta pleasant Nopesi aeighhef.
I'm biE all right" sad Tommy
but amt nice"
Don't Yea wa"t 10 he called nice
That's very strange. My Georgic is
never happier than when people allude
to him rs Il nice boy
AN l can lick him with one hand
tied behind me-" said terrible Tommy
Cleveland Plain Dealer
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An Irish Witflclsfr1.

Major Delafeld, former .upertn
tendont Of West Point Military acade.
nay, was, to put it mildly, not very
popular, either with cadets or officers
After he left an Irish ianitor said that
"..en the major went Gown to the
"narf to leave the Pint he WAS fol.
lowed bN many @3erv eya.'
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ar the examining eoumittee
30 I ever Work hard reioinctl IN
miliionaire, ea.idens!v Il title lUrt
Why. sometimes WORK IS hard as
| WIS getting oriy dollar t}ay."=
Brooklyn Life
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,Iapane4e cot Results.

TO secure prompt dispatch Of busi-
ness the Japanese war Office has done
away with the chairs used by tho
junior officials Of the accountants de-
partment as we'll as those provided in
he waiting rooms. The result is stat
ed To be most successful
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Gratefn for the information.

Smith, don like to make any
complaint to a neignbor Mr.. Jones.
but your dog kept up terrible barking
ali uisht. "Oh. that's all right; he's
used t. it-won't hurt him. Kind Of
YOU to mention it. however. London
Tjt-I5-5
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Proof OF OId Saving.

Tear ne joan, called the cob
bIars wife, "are YOU never going 10
stop work. It's most i o'clock"
What's The diTeraace?' answered the
busy man of th5 asst. It's never too
late = ma2sj. -! aae,9Gia Evening
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The Parsons Com. .nent.

''YeS" said the Billyille fathoI 'tnai
boy stall be taught to tell tllr truth
Hes mighty young 70 5o sent SO
fur from home" replied the parson
Atlanta Constitution
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say.8 s1aghiy apprecist'9e. ans seemed
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Slnplifed.

'It must be admitted" said the cour.
tier. that our emperor has simplifed
education wonderfully"
ON what way:'
''ln order n answer the question.
Who is The greatest general, diplomat.
critic, poet and pltyNfiSht? IS neena=
eary only to mention his name =.
Washington Star
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l. enemies to good health. Burdoc:>
blood bitters destroys them.
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Vain Street.
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-04-05

ingly. 81 wish 1 could talk to Bess
now and then"
On Easter Monday morning the
children always hunted for their eggs
on the lawn, so the Tame Ostrich
came over very early, and followed
by the excited chickens, he rolled the
egg behind rose bush.
When Bessie and Dick and the mis-
sionary and his wife came out there
was no one in sight but the Biddy
Hen, calmly picking bugs off the rose
bush.
"Oh, my dear, dear Biddy Hen,
cried Bess, and ran to her, but the sly
Biddy Hen scuttled straight around
the rose bush. with Bess after her.
"Oh, father, mother, Dick-quick."
Whats the matter, my dear child?''
Bessie. darling"
whats up Bettykins?"
With these ordinations, the mis-
sionary and his wife and Dick rushed
to the little girl.
But when they saw the big egg
they were silent with establishment.
How did that monstrous thing get
behind the rosebush?
Just then the Green Parrot came
waddling across the lawn. He mount
ed the egg. and said in his funny
croaking voice.
reather LOT beSS! "A Iedtner LoI
Bessl'"
1.-THE four people looked at each
other. Now, how did he learn that?''
"A feather for Bess!' repeated the
parrot and jumped down.
you got it wrong that time, old
man." laughed Dick. IT'S an egg for
Bess, think"
Just then there was a funny crack
ing sound, and a long line showed
on the outside of the egg.
MY dear, it's a young ostrich.
shouted the missionary, and sure
enough, a funny head appeared, and
then began a fluttering and rolling
and a strange little bird sprawled out
on the lawn half in and half out OF
the egg
The Green Parrot had not expected
this. He was nearly crazy between as
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CONTINUED From Page Twenty-fve.)
tie Biddy Hen told her story. although
she was so nervous that she nearly
shook her topknot off.
"Feathers?" said the Biggest Os-
trich. Feathers? How unfortunate.
We were plucked yesterday, and there
isn't a feather in the crowd"
20. dear" walled the little Biddy
Hen, and she sat right down in the
sand, while all the big birds gathered
around her, sympathetically.
All at once a beautiful young ostrich
whispered something to the Biggest
Ostrich.
The Biggest Ostrich threw back his
head and laughed. Just the thing!''
he shouted in his great, gruff voice, so
that the little Biddy Hen almost fell
over at the sound.
I'VE can't give her a feather" he
said, but we will give her an egg"
AN egg?" asked the Biddy Hen.
family.
Yes" said the Biggest Ostrich, IAN
Easter egg"
You are very kind" faltered the
Biddy Hen. But in her heart she Won
dered what on earth she should dc
with an egg, and an ostrich egg at
that.
err, and every time one told another
there was a loud, harsh laugh. But the
poor little Biddy Hen couldn't see the
joke, until the Biggest Ostrich put his
head way down close to her ear and
whispered something.
"Oh, my goodness me-" chuckled the
Biddy Hen, and laughed until she
nearly fell over.
But how am going to get ii
there?"
The ostriches looked at each other in
dismaY.
There's the Tame Ostrich" said one
of them at last. IT will call him."
Yes, l might get it there" said the
Tame Ostrich. who was allowed to &c
free, but l can't start until to-mor-
row morning"
II ought to go at once" said the
Biddy Hen. She looked anxiously al
the darkening sky. She knew that out
in the bush there were snakes ano
wild animals, and she was frightened
already.
wait until morning" said the Tame
Ostrich, and l will carry you on my
back with the egg"
So that night the tired Biddy Hen
roasted far from home.
The next morning Bess looked anx-
iously everywhere for her little hen.
She has strayed out and been COB
bled up" leased Dick.
"Oh, Dick" protested Bess. do
you think so, really?"
Never mind, baby" said the mis-
sionary "I'll get you another hem"
But ! don't want any but my very
own Biddy Hen cried Bess, and she
went to play with her dolls in a very
unhappy frame OF mind.
All that afternoon the chickens on
the missionary's farm watched and
watched for some sign of the Biddy
Hen.
I'm afraid something has happened
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-04-05
LARRISONS LAY-OFF
By FRANCIS LYNDE.

for plunge; wherefore time in tran
sit meant money. Ted happened to be
sent out on that particular run, and he
gave Howison and the beef outfit the
ride of their lives. BY consequence,
the cattle king, known far and wide
as Halter of railroad men on princi-
pie, gave him the latch string of the
ranch house to pull when he pleased.
The ranch was thirty miles from the
Butte as the crow flies. But the Mail
run, with its thirty-six- hour-layover
at the division station, brought posi-
bilities. By dint of little practice a
man may learn to catch catnaps in the
saddle: and Teddy ambled it back and
forth between town and the Howison
ranch when he was supposed to be
sleeping the clock around.
1t was a matter of course that he
should be jeered numerically by the
men. lie took it all in good part till
one day old man Targis revived a
tradition to the effect that Bart Howl
son was an escaped convict from one
OF the Southern states. Then he
struck back smartly.
It's a lie, and you all know it," he
retorted. THE Twin last one of you
dassent hint that to Bart Howison's
facet"
Targis laughed. "Mebbe not. But
if I were you 1 wouldn't mix up too
thick with the family Buddy"
If an ourang outang on this railroad
wants to make my business his bust
ness"
chorus of derisive groans drown
ed the defiance and so the matter
rested.
1t was during the final week of Lar
rison's enforced vacation that a short
whiskered man with sleepy eyes ar
rived at the Butte one morning on the
Flyer and put up at the Arroyo Hotel.
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-04-05

Strictly speaking, there were two of
them. with only a short forty-mile
run intervening, and there was no
doubt about his having earned them.
# happened in this wise. Harrison
ras running the Fast Mail with his
raqular engine, the big 619. Train
No Z the Pacific Flyer, was badly
off time; and the Mail, which had left
the Missouri river terminal six hours
later. overlook the passenger at Grand
Butte.
Here the division dispatcher made
slip. The Mails time was faster than
that of the delayed flyer, hence, Dis
hatcher Perkins should have let it pass
No at the Butte
But Perkins gave the order to go;
and ten minutes later he let the Mail
follow.
AS it CHANGED, I was a passenger
on No. that morning; the guest Of
Supt. Blaisdeu of the Prairie division.
our car, which was the superintendent
private office-on- wheels, was the last
in the long train. Through the plate
glass rear windows we mad frequent
glimpses of the Mail as Harrison
whisked into the tangents just as we
were leaving them.
IF we were on the other side of the
hill that young Berserker would have
a good chance to repeat MacCartneys
bad break" remarked the superin-
tendent, chewing grimly on his half
burned cigar.
l nodded. MacCartney was one of
the Mail engineers, who, under pre-
cisely similar conditions, had chased
No. Z to within a hands breadth of
q rear-end collision.
Perkins will doubtless hold US at
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-04-05

that fifteen of the thirty miles had
been galloped over before.
He said haltingly, Il guess you
know why | was so struck on seeing
you home tonight"
How should I know?-except that
l know you are always headstrong."
Am /? it's part of a runners
nerve, l guess. Man has to have nerve
if he's going to pound iron on the
right-o'-way. Just the same, haven't
the nerve to say what I've been aching
to say to you for a month back. Miss
Mary"
She gathered her bride reins and her
gaze went afar over the dun hills yell
lowing under the Western sun.
II am glad you haven't" she rejoin-
ed, slowly, not looking at him.
Harrison held his ground stolidlys
chewing at his mustache.
You mustn't come to the ranch any
more" says she.
You could have knocked me out
with bunch O. waste" said Teddy
when he was telling me of it after
wards. mot come to see you any
more?' says I. No says she.
IT'S against the law to hang a man
without tellin' him what for says /.
"It was just about then that we both
saw a slouchy looking chap riding by
on top o. the rise. He was heading for
the ranch with the throttle wide open.
If should tell you what for says
she, with sort of slow fire in her eye,
you'd never want to see me again, Mr..
harrison. And with that she hit the
horse and was gone"
That night it was the private opin-
ion of the round-house force, more or
less publicly expressed, that Larrison's
lay-off had ruined his temper beyond
repair. And when the big eight
wheeler had been backed to her stand
at the station, Teddy perched himself
like sulky boy on his box-seat and
let the fireman "oil around"
1t was while he was sitting thus in
sullen majesty that the incoming Mail
whistled. Above the din of shrilling
brakes and drumming wheels, Larri-
sons ears caught another sound-the
quick thudding of unshod hoofs on
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-04-05

Then this whisper went around that
he was an officer of some sort looking
for his man. Its effect on the colony
at Grand Butte was interesting There
were mysterious disappearance not a
few.
AS you would suppose, the town
grinned broadly every time a man
dropped out; grinned and looked to
see the short whiskered one give
chase. But as yet he had made no
sign.
One afternoon 1 CHANGED to be the
only other occupant of the shaded
porch, and he removed his cigar to
say, Wasn't some buddy te1lin' me
you was lawyer?''
Possibly"
Then maybe you can tell me what
1 want to know. They tell me the
government amt just the same in the
territories as it's in the state"
l replied that the government was
the same. for all practical purposes,
and he went on.
IT got some papers to serve, and I
didn't know whether they'd hold out
1T will hold alf right if it was
properly issued. Have you found
your MANI"
lie SnOOQ MS Hedu. II a SiIl III
lookin' for Black eyes, brown hair
with a CLINT o. red in it, the prettiest
mouth you ever saw, and a trim
built. tight little figger to match.
When / find hei, I'll know where to
find my man."
The mystery fog began to lift. His
rough and ready description was won
derfully like an impressionist's sketch
of Mary Howison.
Then into the dust-shimmering END
of the main street rode two figures
side by side; a young woman sitting
her pinto like one bred 70 the sad
die. and a young man whose normal
seat was the cushion of an engine
cab-to wit, Mary Howison and our
Teddy.
The sherifs chair came tc the floor
with snap.
ished.
An hour later, when harrison and
Mary rode out of the dusty street
end a slouched figure mounted on a
hired hack made a wide detour on the
bare plain to hold them in view.
AS / afterward learned, 1t was on
this return to the ranch that Teddy
nut his fate to the touch.
1t promised to be his last oppor-
tunity for a while. While in town ne
had been notified to hold himself in
readiness to take out the west-bound
Fast Mail at midnight.
Now be the speaker fluent or
tongue-tied, such things as Teddy
had to say do not utter themselves
spontaneously. SO it came to pass
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-04-05
SAVANNAH MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY. APRIL 5. 1903.

goin' to get what he did 1t for. Molly
can't give him what she hasn't got.
wish to Goo she could"
Il laughed II shouldn't borrow any
trouble on that score, II 1 were you.
They've settled IT between them. Your
daughter was holding off for Ted's
sake: not for Bud Parker's."
The cid king of the range turned a
lurld eye on me.
Was. Ell? She new let on to me-"
She wouldn't under the circum-
stances. Hadn't you stepped into the
breach 70 save Parker's life?"
"Ia'as; but not for him; twas Mol
ly was thinlin' Of"
Precisely. But now?"
Nov it's different. Tomorrow the
'X-bar-& gets that little red-headed
Irishman Cor it's foreman: and the day
Molly marries he'll be a side partner
In the outfit. Savez? Lord, Lord
let's go back and hunt up the boofay
man. Them two'll new miss u.s."
And they didn't.
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-04-05

the dry hard soil of the mesa.
1t was a moonless night and the
sheen of the electric headlight made
everything Egyptian dark behind it.
None the less, Harrison saw a horse
picking it's way across the tracks in the
yard toward the cab of the 619.
When the horse came under the cab
window he saw that it was ridden by
a woman. His sullenness vanished like
the mists of the morning when voice
well-knoWn and Wellloved came up to
him out of the darkness, rs that you,
Mr.. Larrison?"
you bet it's me; it's always me
when you're the one that's askin'," he
rejoined promptly. whats happen
ed?''
''The worst that could happen" she
quaVered. "A man has come-from
Tennessee-with "a warrant. He is
taking father to the train at Black
Canyon, to carry him east by Maverick
and the Short Line. He was afraid the
boys might find out and overtake him
if he came this way"
Taking Bart Howison when he
didn't want to go?" said Teddy, incred-
ulous.
Eyes. All Ling. the cook, told me.
Father was alone in the ranch house,
There was fight
harrison was cody disregarding the
conductors signal to go. What have
they got against your father?"
"A charge of murder. But he is inno-
cent, and-Oh Mr.. Harrison, you must
help me! He will never tell, and he
will be lynched if they get him back to
Bledso county,"
TN yours to command, same as
ever" said Teddy laconically. Whats
your nctiCn?"
ITO go to Black Canyon on this trsin
and head them off"
"Whatll you do?"
It'll tell Mr. Pettijoe who killed
killed John Barnwell."
WHO was it2"
1T is a hard thing for a woman to
say to the man she loves that which
she has reason to believe will slay his
love for her. But she did it.
1T vast was my cousin. We
we were engaged, and father tried to
hush 1t up for my sake When he
found ne couldn't do it, he let them
think ne was the guilty one and ran
away. Now you know why you must
help me this once, and then try to for
get me-
Teddy fought his battle between two
suffering beats of the air-pump.
Tell me, Miss Mary: did you love
that other fellow?" he said
II though 1 did; and father thinks
so yet. He will go to his death shield
ing Bud Parker for my sake. But
know now that 1 didn't never did
Teddy's reJoinder was not in words
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-04-05

constituent and Joy, and he pranced
around the funny object. crying, "A
feather for Bes! A feather for Bess!"
until the missionary and his wife and
Dick and Hess sat down on the grass
and laughed and laughed and laughed.
you can have all the feathers you
want when this youngster grows up"
said the missionary, as he picked up
the blinking baby.
Then all the chickens strofled up
and tried to look unconscious, but the
roosters crowed in spite of them
selves, and the hens clucked. and the
chickens peeped until 1t was the
noiest place imaginable.
%But how did the egg get there?"
asked the missionary in great per-
plexity.
Perhaps an ostrich laid IT," sug-
gested Dick.
Perhaps one OF the neighbors sent
IT," said his wife.
1T was the fairies" cried Bess posi-
lively.
but no one thought of the happy
little Biddy Hen.
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-04-05

to her." said the yellow hen to Mrs.
Cochin China"
Poor little thing" said that grave
home"
Just then they heard a faint far-off
crow.
It's the Game Cock giving the Gig
nal" cried the yellow hen, and down
they rushed to the road.
Such long journey as the little
Bfddy Hen had made. Seated high
on the back of the Tame Ostrich, she
ha6 kept the big egg in place between
his wings. He took great strides, but
his back was broad, and as she had
nothing else to DO, and II was quite
time, she laid her own little egg be-
side the great ostrich egg.
Hid behind q great bank of sand.
the Tame Ostrich stopped, and the
Biddy Hen hoped off.
did you get your feather?" called
out the yellow hen, excitedly.
NO" said the Biddy Hen, but /
got an egg"
IAN egg" said all the chickens,
very much puzzled. Then the Biddy
Hen told them something and they all
cackled with laughter:
IN come over and help you "oll
II to the lawn" he said as he left.
But the Biddy Hen was troubled
about one thing. How will Bess
know 1t is for herr" she said.
ASK the Green Parrot" said the
Game Cock, kindly.
The Green Parrot was Dicks pet.
He could speak some words very
plainly, and he liked the good little
Biddy Hen, because once or twice she
had brought him a bit OF bread or
fruit.
That's easy" said the Green Parrot
loftily when the Biddy Hen consulted
him. 'T'll just sit on top of the egg,
and say "A feather for Bess.'"
How nice II is that you can speak
English" said the Biddy Hen admir-
The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-04-05
e summit and let the Mail pass"

the summit and let the Mail pass" I
Ventured.
But again the dispatcher missed his
opportunity. And a few minutes later
the chase had transferred itself to the
western slope, with the added hazard
OF precipitous down-grade to make
1t more exciting.
Say, by George, this thing is get
ting interesting!" said the superin-
tendent, when McGrath, our engineer.
slammed the long Flyer at d curve in
way to make our heavy special
Hlrt with her trucks like a light-footed
dancer trying to kick off the clogs.
l glanced up at the dial of the speed
meauring mechanism with which the
special car was fitted. The index had
passed the sixty mile-an- hour mark,
and was still mounting by impercep-
tlble jerks. And Harrison, with his
ten-minute handicap now cut down to
less than one, was pacing us so evenly
That we might have been towing him
with hawser.
The catastrophe came on a bit of
straight track near the bottom of the
MILL A herd of range cattle browsing
near the line took a notion to stam-
pede and cross ahead of us. Nc
Grath's whistle shrieked the danger
signal, and the pointer of our speed
recorder dropped like the arm of "a
immature semaphore.
The next instant Mr.. Blaisdell and
ms guest were doing involuntary sum-
nleTsaults on the brown plain to right
S Snd left of the rear platform, and
1a,euoy Harrison had earned his vaca-
lion without pay.
:, II was a pretty bad smash; though,
t tnanks' to the vestibules and the
Empty private car to take the force
VI the blow, there were no lives lost.
but the big GIG had plowed a third
VI tne way through Mr.. BIaisdell 8
prlavte Office.
A. harrison was the only cool atom in
me chaos. You fellows had ought
20 KEEP out o. my way" he growled,
, wnen we had dug him out of the
In the hills to the northwest of
Pi aIu butte lies the seigniory of one
+hitt Howison, cattle king, and
ba 1isiler Teddy betook himself at the
N- sillhing of his month of leisure.
1SoM from the Bad Lands to the
o, nIee Fetons you would not find a
lister Elster 1shmaelite than this man
- t1O 1 But he had taken a fancy
.euuy; and Teddy. like every other
cne.ached bachelor in the Chugwater
Mary Howison.
k, 1eddy's standing with the cattle
Vas lated pack to the time when he
10, driven into the Butte one day
Cbin.a train load of prime beef. The
market was up and poisoning