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I into the water before. you know
How foolish you are!" said the captain
| and the bo'sun, but you may be right
| That would be too bad. for no doubt the
goose hit some fish after all and now they
are lying at the bottom of the sea stunned.
| We must throw something pointed that Will
shears and the peg awl. but they. too, dis7,
appeared without catching fish.
The herring were so frightened by the
splash that they dived and vanished.
mo doubt they have gone down to look
| after the wounded" said the captain. "All
| we need to do is to wait till they come
| up again. Luckily noticed the exact spot
where they went down.
The three retired pirates waited patiently
for three days, but the herring did not
come up again. Finally, as they had eaten
up all their food they had to go ashore.
They told the people of Pennyville what
had happened and said:
Now all you need to do is to go out there
with graphing irons and no doubt you VIII
be able to fish up all the herring"
How can We find the placer asked the
Nothing easier" said the three pirates.
TT is the exact spot where We threw our
| goose and shears and peg awl overheard"
The people of Pennyvile hurried out, but
after a days hard work they had to re-
to excuse u.s." said they to the pirates,
| but We very stupid about matters
connected with the sea-
Just then the old net mender came along
IL l.
II mended the net anyway" said he.
land caught the fish when they came near
the shore"
But that is contempt of court" cried
the burgomaster; we cannot dare to touch
them"
wait a moment" said the chief town
councillor. 1T won't be contempt OF court
unless the high court knows it
We'll, they know it now" said the burgo-
master, for if you will turn around you Will
observe that the justices are standing right
behind you.
The chief town councillor was not bit
abashed. He addressed the chief justice
and said:
DO your honors know anything about
anything unless you are informed Of It.
legally?"
"Such a question is almost an insult"
said the chief justice. "Of course, We cans
not condescend to know anything unless it
is put into legal papers and sworn to and
sealed with red and gold seals and accom-
panied by our court fees"
well then" said the burgomaster, we
must see TO it that nobody ever tells you
of this matter.
So the people of Pennyvile had great
herring feast and the justices Of the high
court ate more than anybody else, but
nobody ever told them a word about IL.
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| 1T is very clearly a case of constitutional
| law. 1t is lucky that you came to US, foI
this matter is very important. We will
| take all the papers and hand down ouI
decision in two years from this date
But we want TO catch the fish that are
on the shores now" said the people.
How impatient" said the justices. DC
you suppose that the law can hurry itself
| Just because few fish are swimming in the
sea?'
| This seems pretty hard" said the people
Of Pennyville, but since the Justices OF
the high court say so. of course it is al
right. Only how are we going to catch the
fish this spring."
Just then the old man who was the
official net repairer of Pennyville came
along and said:
Il guess that I'll repair that net for you
after all feel more like 1t than 1 thought
1 did,
''Hooray! Hip! Hip! Hooray! cried the
foolishest man of Pennyville.
TT is too late" said the mayor, sadly:
THE matter is in the high court now. and
you will not be allowed to mend it."
was of contrary and quarrelsome dispo-
sitfon. II won't, Ell? We will see!"
With that he ran to the high court and
told the justices that he was going to mend
the net.
The Justices looked at him for a moment
and then they went on reading their legal
papers.
How about it, hey?" shouted the old
after waiting Dlleen minutes.
THE only way that you can legally mend
that net now said the eldest justice,
severely, rs to go to the lower courts and
sue out a writ of error and then serve
it on one of us, and We will grant you
hearing within three years after the
date on the writ In the meantime We will
fine you three dollars.
The old man did not have the three dol
lars, so the beadle put him into Jail for
three days.
The people of Pennyville stood on the
shore looking out to sea and wondering
what they could catch without net. when
the retired pirates came along-the captain
armed with his tailor's goose and shears,
the first mate with his knitting and the
bo'sun with his peg awl and cobbler's wax.
"Hurrah" said the people. Here are
the great pirates. Their long life on the
sea will have taught them how to catch fish
without net"
well" said the pirates, I'VE will see
what we can do" So they got into boat
and rowed to sea.
When they were near the great school
of herring which were leaping and play
ing in the sun, the captain said: 1t is too
bad that we always ate smoked fish when
we were pirates and never caught any our
selves What do you suppose is the best
way to catch them?"
If 1 could get near enough to them
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I reminded Pedro that he had contracted
with me to be my guide until l had brought
down nandu, and that l could on no &C
count think of having him killed SO early
in the game.
This seemed to appeal to the gauchos as
no other part of my argument had, and
after they had held a consultation in their
own tongue, Pedro said he would keep his
contract until l had brought down nandu.
After that-and he scowled darkly.
The other man, whose name was Jose,
also came up to me, and fiourishing his
knife in my face, said sullenly, After that
senior, kill you and then Pedro Bueno'
| was not much alarmed at their threats
Mounting and ordering Pedro to do like
wise we rode forward in the glory of the
morning which was beginning to break
across the vast, level plain. We had no ad-
ventures after that until three days later
we came to the feeding grounds of the
nandus, and finally after much scouting
sighted a flock of them feeding on the
pampas. AS we swept toward them at full
speed the flock took fright, going upon the
run at a tremendous speed their short
ra zor- shaped, rudimentary wings stretched
up to assist their motion.
One laggard bird we managed to sepa-
rate from the flock and to him 1 gave chase
1t was a remarkably fine specimen, five
feet in height, though as rule, the nandu
seldom is over four feet high. 1t was not
eled, though that of itself was marvellous,
but the zigzag course he pursued, his fire.
quent doublings and turnings,s which both
cred me; for his flying path was so erratic
that both the horse and myself seemed to
get dizzy from the constant and rapid
change of position.
Finally 1 raised myself in 2the stirrups,
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Every year in the early spring great
shoals of herring used to swim along the
coast of Pennyville. and the people would
go out with a vast net and gather the
silvery fish by the boatload But the year
that the patient pirates came back to town
and retired from the sea. the net had big
hole lit, and the old net maker refused
to repair it when the fish were observed
off the shore.
No said he, II don't feel like it today.
Maybe 1 will do 1T some other day
But the fish will all have escaped by that
time said the people. Let us repair the
net ourselves
NO" said the old man. you cannot
do that because l am the official net re-
pairer of Pennyville, and no one else has
the right to mend it
That Is true said all the people of
Pennyville, scratching their heads. But
we cannot catch the fish without the net"
They ran to the mayor and he called the
common council together, and after they
had talked about 1t for six hours nobody
could understand the least bit about it
any more
So the people and the mayor and the
common council all ran to the high court,
and the justices of the high court said:
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grand opportunity to get rid of him, so
his manner was very cordial
Good morning, Zamba Don't you ma
things hard nowadays?' said Monkey,
gravely
Zamba had grown so fat that he could
hardly move, nevertheless he replied:
Hard. Brother Monkey? Things are
worse than hard? This dry weather means
starvation for all of us. You're looking
thin yourself"
Yes. I'm getting thin" agreed. Monkey.
Brother Monkey" said Zamba, per-
suasvely. 'let me lift you up to see II you
are heavier than myself. l remember the
time when you could lift me easily. You
were a very strong man then, Brother
Monkey.
''Oh, I'm still very strong!" Monkey eX-
claimed. pretending to be very indignant.
Il bet you 1 could walk with you from
here to that cottonwood tree"
Bet you you couldn't" chuckled Zamba
you couldn't carry me so far, but you
can try Then when you put me down,
you will have to let me put you on my
back just to see how far l can carry
you
zamba climbed up cheerfully and off
went the Monkey at full speed.
They got to the cottonwood tree, but
Monkey did not stop, and presently he ran
on into a dark wood.
Put me down" cried Gambia
Put you down. laughed Monkey. Not
TIL l put you in my pot.
Zamba struggled, but Monkey held him
like a vice. ,,,
Brother Monkey" he whined at last, Il
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Pennyville's Herring Fishery.
HOW THE RETIRED PIRATES TRIED TO
CATCH THEM AND FAILED.

to put a little Of this wax on their fms"
said the cobbler. Il think that we would
have no trouble
But you can't. you know, said the
mate. 1T would probably be better IL
they would hold stil long enough so that
l could knit a sort of a purse all around
them, but hardly think that they would.
Il can tell you a very simple way TO do
it, said the captain. Il Will throw my
goose at them. That will stun them and
then We can pick them up and repeat the
operation till we have them all.
why did we not think OF that our
selves?' said the first mate admirinely.
So the captain shouted to the herring.
Hey. there, Hold still for a moment"
and heaved his big goose with all his
might.
Unhappily II did not stun single fish
Never mind said the captain, Il could
hardly expect to succeed the first time, you
know, My next shot will be much better.
They rowed to the place where the goose
had struck the water. but they could not
find II. Il do believe that It must have
sunk" said the bo'sun.
Impossible" said the captain. "Remem-
Der that l had this goose during all our
long years of piracy and that 1t never
sank once in all that time"
That is so,' said the bosun, scratching
his head.
Yes" said the first mate after thinking
for a long time, but you never threw II
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was brown. but all the rest of his body
was of uniform gray. He had punches of
feathers projecting from his tail and the
sides of his back, which looked at a dis
lance like those of the ostrich, but they
We're of an inferior and less lustrous char
acter and in plumage generally the nandu
could not rival his kinbird of Africa.
We started for home the next day and
had ridden perhaps ten miles when Pedro
suddenly drew up his horse and said,
'Senor, 1 now leave you to Jose, that he
may do that of which he spoke at the hut.
After that he and 1 will resume our duel.
Adios.' And before 1 could stop him the
gaucho was off like the wind.
Five miles further l a horSeman
appear on the horizon. AS he approached l
recognized Jose from a silver ornament
which sparkled in the sun. AS we APP
preached each other he raised himself in
knife which he waved in his right hand.
l felt for my revolver 1t was gone. Pedro
had stolen it.
On rushed the gaucho bent upon murder.
thought struck me. Rising in my STIR
rups / swung my bolas and let it go. The
thongs caught his horses legs the heavy
balls whirled around and down came horse
and rider, the animal breaking his legs as
he fell.
Putting spurs to my mount I galloped
away across the plain and finally, after
three days of hard riding, reached my
friends ranch, from which L soon departed
for Buenos Ayres and the north.
OF Pedro l never heard again; but my
friend wrote me that, shortly after my de-
parture a gaucho, supposed to be Jose was
found lurking about the ranch, inquiring If
Eel Americana" was still a visitor there. l
am glad we did not meet.
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back Zamba held him there securely and
started running to his house.
''Hi what are you doing? Put me
DOWN. cried the alarmed sheep.
Put you DOWN. Not till l put you in
my PotL'
"Oh. Brother Zamba, you're making fun!'
moaned the poor sheep.
But In spite of tears and prayers Zamba
made good his words and deposited Brother
Sheep in a huge pot that stood in the
house. For two days he Toasted on mutton,
and on the third day he stood at the gate
again, and accosted another sheep, whose
fate was similar to that of the first
Day by day this little tragedy was en-
acted. Sheep, goats, dogs, cats and fowls
fell victims to the cunning Gambia, who
began to think himself very smart man
indeed.
But retribution was at hand. Brother
Monkey, seated on the top of a cotton
wood tree, has seen the doings of the glut-
ton. At last he thought of a scheme to
punish him
He descended from his lofty perch, and.
though his little heart was beating loudly,
he walked bravely enough TO the gate
where Zamba stood on the lookout for more
victims.
Zamba was delighted when he saw him
coming. for he dislked Monkey, as most
men do today, and he thought he saw a
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Favorite Card Game of the japanese.

A game popular with both grown people
ord children in Japan is played as foilows'
One hundred well-known proverbs are Sc
,ected each divided into two parts each
mart printed on a separate card. The host
has the hundred first halves which he reads
aloud, one by one. The hundred second
halves are dealt to the other players, who
place their hands upward upon the TIA
tamil" or thick mat of rich straw on which
they sit AS the first half of any proverb
is read the holder of the second half throws
It out, or, If he sees II unnoticed among
his neighbors, seizes it and gives him one Of
his own. The player who is first out
WINS 1t is very simple game, but it af-
players, for the quick-sighted and keen
witted are constantly seizng the cards of
their duller and slower neighbors. This
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know you're only having a joke with me.
You must have your bit of fun
Yes, the same kind of fun you had with
Brother Sheep and the rest of my friends, -
Monkey grimly retOrted.
Zamba saw that death stared him in the
face, but he did not lose his presence Of
mind. He yelled at the top of his voice:
Hi! come this way come along quick!
Yes, it's very fat one, but you'll lose it If
you don't hurry
Monkey pricked up his ears, but he knew
he was fat. What did Zamba mean? He
asked the question fiercely.
"Oh, 1t was only a hunter who wanted to
kill a fat monkey, and asked me If 1 had
seen one anywhere around" said Zamba,
careessly.
Monkey hesitated. He hated Gambia
but he hated and feared hunters more.
He knew they would kill him on sight.
Still, 1t was hard to abandon his prey
when he had him so completely in his
power.
Come this way. Brother Hunter Man!
He's carrying big load and he can't
escape you"
This was too much for Monkeys nerves.
He hastily dropped Zamba and fled into the
densest part of the jungle.
Thus the wicked Zamba got safely home
and sat down to big dinner off another
poor sheep.
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AN EXCITING QUEST FOR EMUS
A SOUTH AMERICAN HUNT THAT NEARLY
COST THE HUNTERS LIFE.
By CantaIn z L Snicer

COST THE HUNTERS LIFE.
By Captain r. L. Spicer
One of the most exciting hunts in which
l ever took part was on the wfndswept
pampas of Argentina, on the borders of that
mysterious region, the Grand Chaco.
The animal L hunted was nothing more
| formidable than the rhea, the so-called
| American ostrich or nandu; also known as
| the emu. The cowboys of the great plains
| of the Argentine Republic at that time We're
| almost all of those peculiar people called
! gauchos, part Indian and part Spanish, with
| the Indian predominating. Scoring the
] cities living in lonely huts, always poor
| and sometimes even beggars. the gaucho
| has always a horse and rides like the wind.
| In many respects 1 doubt if he has his
| equal as a horseman in the world. The
| gaucho is put on horseback when he is
| four years old and from that time until he
dies he would think it degrading to walk
any considerable distance.
He is skilful not only with the lasso, but
| also with that peculiar affair, the bolas.
The bolas consists of three iron balls, about
/ three inches in diameter, joined to a COM
| mon center by leather thongs about yard
| long.
Holding one of the balls in his right hand
the gaucho swings the contrivance rapidly
around his head and launches 1t with the
precision of a rifle shot a any animal he
wishes to bring down.
| AS soon as one thong catches the legs of
an animal the other balls whrI around
rapidly, drawing the thongs tight and bind
Ing the victim harder the more he struggles.
1t the bolas that / determined to use
to bring down the nandu, and, after a
course of instruction by a gaucho employed
in the ranch of friend of mine | started
with my instructor and guide for the hunt
ing grounds.
Pedro, my gaucho, was a picturesque ruff
fan. liable, like all his race, to become dan
gerous and boodthirsty when least sus-
pected. The first night out from the ranch
we stopped at a hut where gauchos We're
assembled They were a wicked looking
lot and L did not feel particularly COM
Portable in their company, especially when
l saw that they had been drinking. I lay
down to sleep on the floor of the hut with
my revolver handy, while the gauchos sat
around the fire outside. Toward mourning /
was awakened by commOtion and saw
that gaucho duel was about to take place
between my guide and another The men
We're facing each other each kneeling on
his right knee. Their lower left legs were
tightly bound together
Each had blanket thrown over his left
arm and a keen knife in his right hand. A
wicked old gaucho standing by was about
to give the signal for them to begin to
carve each other when L called out to them
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leads to much laughter and good-nature
teasing.
Prince Eddie"

Prince Eddie" is Familiarity known to his
future subjects as fine, manly little chap.
until now devoted to two things especially
his grandfather, King Edward VII. and
mechanical toys-that is, ships, locomotives
and motors, of which he is said to have
the best collection in the world. few
months ago, however, these favorites were
discarded and now Prince Eddie's only toy,
his pleasure and pastime, is the new baby
for which he had written Santa Claus. 1t
came few months late last year for
Christmas. He has a great sense OF his
own dignity, and is very fond of gathering
a few of his intimate playmates and pass
ing frequently in and out of the gates at
Marlborough House, simply to have the
guards salute him.
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MR.. MONKEY AND ZAMBA.
If MONKEY HAD ONLY STUCK TO IT THE
JUNGLE WOULD HAVE BEEN FREE.
BY Holland Morant.

JUNGLE WOULD HAVE BEEN FREE.
BY Holland Morant.
Once upon a time Zamba, the greediest of
all greedy black men. sat at the gate
of his provision ground and looked envious
ly at all the fat animals that passed by.
Just TO look at them makes my mouth
water" he thought sorrowfully. ITO think
that my pot is empty and all those animals
are passing my gate! The thing you
have to do, Zamba my boy, is to get those
sheep and goats into your pot
After much thinking, he hit upon a cum
ming plan.
Good morning. Brother Sheep" he said
politely to a fat sheep just passing by,
Good morning, Brother Gambia"
How are you these hard times? I see
the grass is very dry said Zamba slyly
Very dry indeed" echoed Brother Sheep
glanCing mournfully around. I'm growing
light a feather
Let me feel how light You are. Brother
Sheep. l remember you used to be a heavy
man
Yes. but hard times makes a man lose
weight
Zamba bent his hack, and the silly sheep
scrambled on, so that his weight might be
tested. But as soon as lie had him on his
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her-he-how the thing ought to be done.
With a bound he was on the keyboard.
With firm tread and tail erect, as If he
were playing the grand march, he walked
from the gruffest and most manly G up to
the highest and squeakiest c.. Then, with
a look that said: There, Tippy, play 1t
with all four feet like that If you can, or
stop playing" he jumped down and made
his way to the door. Lucky Nanky-Poo!
He didn't have to stay If he didn't want to-
But Tippy, poor Tippy, she opened the
door for the disguised Nanky-Poo. and then
she had to go back and keep it up for ten
more whole minutes-one-twO-thr and
the hands of the slow, slow clock went
slower and slower every minute of the ten
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come dead halt, while Tippy found her
place again on the music sheet
Then, with a sigh and glance at the
hands of the clock that had no practicing
to do, nothing only just to crawl slowly
around its face, she would dig away at the
hated exercise.
And Tippy wasn't the only one who hated
1t. There was Nanky-Poe, the black cat,
who, out and out. despised practicing-Tip-
py's practicing. But he sat at her side,
with his tail on the floor behind him. and
occasionally, when Tippy gave an extra
vigorous plunge at the stubborn notes, he
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backward and into corner, where they
feld her. 1t took three men to hold the
pole and although they nearly choked her
they could not subdue her. She glared at
US, and her four paws distended, and all the
frlgbtful claws unsheathed, swept the air as
she struck at us-each blow coming so
fast that nobody could have lodged a sim
gle one, had the beast been free.
So had a thrill after all before left the
cage, which did with all speed,
And now here is little sequel, which
illustrates the treachery 6of wild animals:
The very next day the keeper who had
been in the den with me was sitting In the
leopard cage in a street parade, when one
of the beasts jumped on him from behind
and with one blow tore his back from neck
to waist so badly that he had to stay IN
the hospital two months.
And the leopard that did that was not the
black leopard or big savage Minnie, put
pretty, affectionate little Kitty.
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IN The PRACTICE HOUR.

Tippy was practfcing: One-two-three-
one-tWo--three.
Two fat thumbs and eight chubby fingers
stalked around over the piano keys in la
bored and uncertain sort of a quadrille.
Now they appeared to be bowling to part
ners, then they would chassez right and
left; then it would be all hands around and
balance with the opposite lady; then would
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would move that ornament slowly back and

would move that ornament slowly back and
forth.
Once or twice he uttered a plaintive and
lonesome "maouw,'' as if he were saying:
"A little more andante, Tippy. 1 can't
follow you when you play so fast"
When Tippy had played over the same ex-
into the eyes of NankyPoo His tail moved
more rapidly, and he appeared to be suf-
fering.
When she began it for the sixth time
one-two-three. one-two-three, Nanky-
Poo decided that it was time for action. He
knew it by heart already. He would show
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enter a cage full of wild beasts, and seized
It gladly because I had often wished to
know how an ordinary person feels when he
is among the great cat animals.
First we tried to enter the cage Of the
lions, which contained four fine but not
very large specimens. But we were unable
to go in, owing to a peculiar reason; the
lions were so nervous when we approached
that they jumped and bounded around mad