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warriors around the council fire. All
day long he had been sitting alone on
the jutting cliffs which oyerhang the
water, far away from the laughter
and shouts Of the camp, eagerly, pray
erfully watching the great lake. Sure
ly the Great Spirit would hear his
prayer and give him the moment he
longed for, yet he had been here
for days and weeks in unavailing
prayer and waiting.
The afternoon was well-nigh spent,
and the heart Of the young brave had
grown cold as stone. In his bitter
despair he sprang to his feet to defy
and curse the Great Spirit to whom he
had trusted, but ere he could utter the
words his very soul stood still for joy.
Slowly rising from the center of the
lake, he saw the dreaded Ong. Cir
cling high In the heavens like q vast
shapeless thunder-cloud, black as the
night the monster swept, nov here,
now there in search of prey. The
young brave stood erect. When the
Ong was nearest, he waved his arm to
attract It's notice. He had not long
TO wait. With a mighty swoop and an
awful rushing noise the bird dashed
to earth, and as it swept upward, the
young brave was seen by all to be
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Lam Dying Egypt. Dying.
| am dying Egypt, dying,

am dying Egypt, dying,
Ebbs the crimson life-tide fast,
And the dark, Plutonian shadows
Gather on the evening blast.
| Let thine arm, oh! Queen, support
me.
Hush thy sobs and bow thine ear,
Hcarkcn to the great heart secrets,
Thou, and thou alone, must hear.
Though my SCARED and veteran lo-
gions
Bear their eagles high no more,
And my wrecked and shattered gal
leys
Strew dark Actium's fatal shore;
Though no glittering guards sur
round me,
Prompt to do their masters will,
1 must perish like a Roman
Die, the great Triumvir still.
Let not Caesars servile minions
Mock the lion thus laid low;
Twas no foeman's hand that slew
him,
Twas his own that struck the blow.
Here, then, pillowed on thy bosom,
Ere his star fades quite away,
Him who, drunk with thy caresses,
Madly flung Il world away.
Should the base plebcian rabble
Dare assail my fame at Rome,
Where the noble spouse, Octavla,
Weeps within her widowed home;
Seek her-say the Gods have told me,
Affairs, Augurs, c%ircling wings,
That her blood with mine commin-
gled,
Yet shall mount the throne Of
kings.
And for thee, star-eyed Egyptian!
Glorious sorceress Of the Nile,
Light the path to styglan honors
With the splendors of thy smile.
Give the Caesar crowns and arches,
Let his brow the laurel Irvine;
/ can scorn the Senate's triumphs,
Triumphlng in love like thine.
l am dying Egypt, dying,
Hank! insulting focman's cry;
They are coming quick, my falchion.
Let me front them ere | die.
All! no more amid the battle
Shall my heart eXulting swell;
Isis and Osiris guard thee.
Cleopatra! Rome! farewell,
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The old Indian woman glanced
furtiyely at the distant sky line, and
then conferred her gaze upon the deep
crystal waters of the lake. The OngF
she said. / will tell you of the ong.
The Ong was a huge bird, greater
than the houses of the white men. Its
body was Like the eagles, II Its
wings were longer than the tallest
pines. Its face was that Of an In
dian, but covered with hard scales,
and its feet were webbed. Its nest
was deep down In the bottom OF the
lake out in the center, and out of the
nest rushed all of the waters which
fill the lake. There are no rivers to
feed the lake, only the waters from
the Ong's nest. All the waters flow
back neal the bottom, in great under
sweeps, and after passing through the
meshes Of the nest are sent forth
again. Every plant and bird and ami
NAL that gets into these under-cur-
rents, and sometimes even the great
trout are swept into the meshes of
the nest and are there held fast to fur
nish food for the Ong.
He ate everything, he liked every
thing, but best Of all he liked the
taste of human flesh. No one ever
heard or saw anything Of such poor
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clasped fast in its talons. A great
cry of horror arose from the camp,
but it was the sweetest note the
young brave had ever heard. The
bird flew straight up into the
sky until it became a mere speck to
the enthralled beholders below.
When it reached Il great height it
would drop its prey into the lake and
let the current draw 1t to the nest.
Such was its custom, and for this
the young Indian had prepared by I'M
winding from his waist Il long buck
skin cord, and tying himself firmly to
the Ong's legs. The clumsy feet could
not grasp him so tightly as to prevent
his movements. At last the great toes
opened wide, but the Indian did not
fall. Again they closed and opened,
and the enraged bird thrust down his
head to see why his victim refused to
fall. In a mighty rage the Ong tried
to grasp the maj in its mouth, but
the strong web between the set birds
toes sheltered him. Again and again
the bird tried to use his horrid teeth,
and each time his huge body would
fall through the air In such twistings
and contortions that those who
watched below stared in bewilder-
ment. But what the watchers could
not see was that every time the huge
mouth opened to snap at him, he
young brave hurled a handful Of
poisoned arrow heads into the mouth,
and down the big throat, their sharp
points cutting deep into the unpro-
tected flesh. The bird tried to dis
lodge him by rubbing his feet to-
gether, but the thong held firm. Now
it plunged headlong into the lake.
but its feet were tied so that it could
not swim, and though 1t dashed the
waters into foam with its great wings
and though the man was nearly
drowned and exhausted, the poison
caused the great bird such agony that
it suddenly arose and tried to escape
by flying toward the center of the
lake. The contest had lasted long,
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and the darkness crept over the lake,
and into the darkness the Ong van
iShed.
The women had been long in their
huts ere the council fire was kindled,
and the warriors gravely seated them
selves in its circle. The loss of a
young brave could not be allowed to
interfere with so important an event
as the marriage choice, and from most
of their minds he had vanished. 1t
IA not SO very unusual for the Ong
to claim Il victim, and besides, the
youth had been many times warned
by his elders that he should not go
hunting alone as had been his habit
Of late.
But while the warriors were work
Ing themselves up to a frenzy of elo-
quence over their bygone deeds of
daring, an Indian maiden was pad
ding a canoe swiftly and silently
toward the middle of the lake. Mona,
the Chiefs daughter, understood no
more than the rest why her lover had
not been dropped into the lake, nor
why the Ong had acted so queerly,
but she knew that she could die with
her lover. She took her own frail
canoe because it was so light and
easy to paddle, though it was made
for her when Il girl, and would scarce
ly support her weight now. 1t mat
tered nothing to her if the water
splashed over the sides; it mattered
nothing how she reached her lover.
She kept saying his name over softly
to herself. '"Tahoe! My own Tahoe"
When the council had finished, the
old women went to the Chiefs hut
to bid his daughter come and hear the
decision her father was about to rem
der. Their CONSERVATION was great,
nor did the tribe rest until the rosy
dawn tinged the Washoe peake and
disclosed to the warriors the vast
body Of the Ong floating on the wa
tiers above its nest, and beside it a
tiny, empty canoe. But gently APP
preaching the shore was the s%trangest
craft that ever tloated on water. 1t
was one of the Ong's great wings, and
the sail was the tip of the other wing!
Standing upon it clasped in each 9th
ers arms, was the young brave Ia
hoe and the daughter of the chief. In
the shouts of the tribe, shouts in which
warriors and women and children
mingled their voices with that of the
great Chief. Tahoe knew that he was
the hero, and that Mona was his bride.
The decision was rendered, but the
Ong's nest still remains, and to this
day the drowned never rise in Lake
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mortals as were drowned in these wa
tiers, for their bodies were carried to
the Ong's nest and no morsel ever
escaped him. Sometimes he would
fly about the shores in quest of some
child, or woman or hunter, yet he was
a great coward, and was never known
to attack anyone in camp, or when
two or more were together. No arrow
could pierce his feathers, nor could
the strongest spear do more than
glance from the scales on his face and
legs, yet his craven's heart made him
afraid, for his toes had no claws, and
his mouth no beak.
Late one fall the Washoe Indians
were making their final hunt before
going to the valleys and leaving the
Chiefs daughter was sixteen years
old, and before leaving the lake he
must select the greatest hero in the
tribe for her husband, for such had
been the custom Of WashOe chiefs
ever since the tribe came out of the
Northland. Fairer than ever Indian
maiden had been was this daughter,
and every unmarried brave and war
rior in the tribe wished that he had
performed deeds Of greater prOwess,
that he might be certain Of winning
the prize. That last night at the lake,
around the big council fire, each was
to smoke the pipe and recount to the
Chief the noblest achievement Of his
life, and when all were heard, the
Chief would choose, and the women
Join the circle and the wedding take
place. For many years the warriors
had looked forward to this event and
the tribe had become famed because
of acts Of reckless daring performed
by those who hoped to wed the
Chiefs lovely daughter.
It was the morning Of the final day,
and much game and great stores of
dried trout were packed ready for the
journey. All were preparing for the
wedding festivities, and the fact that
no one knew who would be the bride
groom among all that mighty band Of
warriors. lent ~intensest excitement to
the event. All We're joyous and hap
py, except the maiden and the hand
some young brave to whom she had
given her heart. In spite Of custom
or tradition, her love had long since
gone out to one whose feet had been
too young to press the war path when
last the tribe gave battle to their
hereditary foes, the Piutes. He never
had done deed of valor, nor could he
even claim the right to sit with the
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Brief Thanks TO The Ladies'.
Jonesboro (Ark.y Evening Sun.

Jonesboro (Ark.) Evening Sun.
The members of the Citizens Band
ask the ladies who gave the supper
for the benefit of the band on Wednes-
day night, August 8, to please accept
their sincere thanks. 1t is the wish of
every member that when these good
ladies have done all the good deeds
here that God would have them do,
that they be gathered home to join
the heavenly band, where all be joy,
happiness, and good music, which all
who live as these good ladies have
lived shall enjoy, and may the In
iluence of these good ladies ever guide
the members of the Citizens Band to Il
higher stand of morality and fame,
and may we never cease striving until
we have reached the topm0st round of
the ladder of fame, when God, i'll His
wisdom, shall call us home, and when
we have played our last tune here on
earth, may we be gathered with these
good ladies' around Gods throne, where
we can play on Gods instruments of
gold, where our music will be swceter,
through the ceaseless ages of eternity.
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BRIGADIER-GENERAL WM. II. LYLE.
The battle Of Chickamagua, which
followed Chattanooga, was most dcSper-
ately contested ON both sides.
Bragg was reinforced by a veteran
corps from Virginia, under Longstreet,
and Buckncr's Corps from East Ten
ncSsee, until his forces outnumbcred
Rosecrans' by over 1900. and yet the
Northern army, by wise and vigorous
marching day and night Over noun
tains and through passes, and by the
concentration of widely scattered
forces. inflicted such terrible losses
that Bragg was incapable of any but
the most cautious following when
Rosecrans fell back to occupy Chatta-
nooga, for which he had been contend
ing.
Among the many brave officers on
both sides who gave up their lives for
their beloved causes there was none
Drawer, none more mourned than the
Union Brigadier-General VIM. II.
Lyle. About to give the order to
charge, he was struck in the head by a
bullet and fell dying in the arms OF his
aid.
His poem Of "AnthOny and Clcopa-
tra,' generally believed to have been
composed the night before the battle.
but which. rs Il matter of fact, was an
earlier production, has been clnssed as
one of the most mastery lyrics III
American poetry.
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1905-10-28
SIX HUNDRED DOLLAR Bills.
How An Innocent Man was Sus.
pected.

now An innocent Nan was SuS-
pected.
A little story was told at the New
Willard Hotel in Washington the other
day by q New Yorker who was travel
Ing IN a Pullman car between st.
Louis and his home, which goes to
show the danger of convicting q man on
circumstantial evidence. The principal
figure in this incident was not con-
vfcted, but had 1t not been for a for
tuitous circumstance it might have
gone hard with him,
1T seems that n Of the occupants
of the car on getting out Of his berth to
dress missed his vest, which was a
rather serious affair, inasmuch as 1t
contained in an inside pocket a roll OF
money which consisted Of six brand
new 500 bills.
"A little later he picked up the gar
ment on the floor, but on searching, the
roll Of money was gone. 1t was a
| clear case Of robbery, and the mar
naturally raised an excited cutlery,
which drew the attention Of all his
fellow-travelers. Early in the game
the proposition to search everybody In
that coach was made and adopted W. II
but a single dissenting voice. One man
stood out f~ercely and indignantly
against it, and said that he would
never consent to such an ~indignity, but
would oppose it with all the force he
could ellploy.
This man was at once m object OF
suspicion, and many whispers directed
at him went around. Every other lndl-
vidual aboard voluntarily submitted to
being searched, yet nothing was seen
of the Glen bills. AT this point some
amateur Sherlock Holmes cornered the
porter, and by adroit questions and
threats made that rascally employe
own up to the .heft, and also made him
disgorge 5000 in handsome notes that
appeared to be right from the Print
Ing Bureau. The owner of the money
was overjoyed and all hands congratu-
lated him on recovering Ills money.
about this time the obdurate gen
tleman who had re~solutely declined to
be searched secured the floor. Now,
my friends said he, L will tell you
why | risked your |suspecting me of the
theft and hat did this man do but
go down in his hip pocket and fetch
up a roll of money that he counted out
in our presence, and, as sure as | am
a living man, in this roll there We're
| just siy-no more and no ~less-brand-
new bills, each of 500 denomination.
Positively there was no way of telling
them from the bills that had been re-
covered. Then we all knew why he had
declined to be investigated"
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C~HICK4M4GU4 4NNIyERSARY.
One of the Great Battles of the Rebel.
lion-Tragic Death of Poet-Soldier
General Lytle.

One OF the Great Battles Of the Rebel
lion-Tragic Death of Poet-Soldier
General Lytle.
Forty-two years ago the latter part
of September was fought and won by
Rosecrans the great battle Of Chicka-
magua.
Chattanooga, the objective point Of
he campaign, has been well considered
the very gateway Of the entire South.
Bragg, in command of the Confederate
force, was outwitted and outma-
neuvred, and the town of Chattanooga
fell into Federal hands, entirely by
strategy.
Chattanooga was then but a poor,
struggling village, never having been
even heard Of by one in a thousand Of
those who composed the Northern
army. 1t Is now a wealthy, prosperous
city Of over 10000 inhabitants and the
home Of many Northern families. An
electric line runs from the city TO
Chickamagua Park every 80 minutes.
The celebration of the anniversary
of the battle, from the 10Th to the 23d
Of September, where the tales of the
campfire and the picket line were once
more r|ecounted, has been of surprising
interest to thousands Of old veterans
and their quondam foes.
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Nursery Nonsense.

Two magpies sat on a garden rail
AS long ago as a week;
And one little magpie wagged his tail
In the other little magpie's beak.
Then doubling like a lst his little
claw hard
said the other "Upon my word,
This is more than flesh and blood can
stand
From magpie or other bird.''
SO they picked and they scratched
each others eyes
Till all that was left on the rail
Was the beak of one of the little mag
pies,
And the other little magpie's tail.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1905-10-12
Hogan Items.

w. H. Hughes and wife spent a
few days in Owl Creek last week.
Mrs. Ed. Baird, of Arcadia, spent
a few hours in Hogan Sunday.
P. A. Myers and Miss Maude
Reese took in the hop at Ironton
last Thursday night.
Miss G. Kistner was in Ironton
Tuesday.
A train of cars got loose from the
local crew one day last week and
run car through an old building
being used as a post Office, de-
molishing the building and
wagon belonging to j. B. Hollo-
man.
Several of the out-buildings
around Hogan are decorated with
show bills. The show to be held
at Bismarck the 18th of October.
Miss Stacia Owens returned last
Saturday to her position in the
general Western Union Office, st.
Louis.
A good many ties are being
brought into Hogan. T.
j. w. Lee has moved everything
from Hogan belonging to the hub
factory, but has several cars of
wood to sell. MAUDE.
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IRONTON. MO. THURSDAY. OCTOBER e. 1905. NUMB

killed and MANNED and rendered
homeless. All because the Read
ing autocrat, the head of the an
thracite trust, maintained that
higher wages to the miners could
mean only the wiping out of the
operators profits.
The strong arm of the national
government forced an arbitration.
AS result the miners were granted
10 per cent. increase-half what
was asked. According to the
Readings contention, its profits
should have been cut in two. II
20 per cent. increase would have
wiped out all profit, a 10 per cent.
increase must have wiped out hall
of it. But the Readings profits
this year are larger than ever be-
fore in the life of the business. II
follows as an unavoidable Sc
quence that the calculations OF
President Baer were all wrong.
The facts show that the resistance
to the miners demands, the riot
ing, the deaths, the starvation, the
paralysis of business and all the
unutterable horror and devastation
of. the great strike, were based
upon a lie.-Kansas City World.
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The Readings Profits.

The Philadelphia & Reading
railway company enjoys this year
a profit of 20 per cent. and therein
lies fact of deep importance to
every great business interest in
the country.
Two years ago the main busi-
ness Of the Philadelphia & Read
ing was for months paralyzed by
the great anthracite strike, be-
cause President Baer and his asso-
ciates, claiming divine trusteeship,
maintained that the increased
wages demanded would wipe out
the profits Of the business.
For many months thousands Of
miners were idle, the mines DESC
late, the railways rusting, the dis
trict scene of rioting and finally
a theater of war for the MALTA,
the coal consumers of the country
held up for high prices and the
business interests of the entire
land affected beyond measure.
Millions of dollars were lost by the
miners and operators alone. Mil
lions more were lost by the COM
merce of the country at large.
Men and women and children were
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1905-10-12
In Memoriam.

Died, at his mothers residence
in Ironton, Mo-, Thursday, Oc-
tober 5th, 1905, at $40 A. M,
Charles M. w. Rasche, aged %
years, 8 months and 20 days.
Deceased was the son of the late
Henry Rasche and Anna M. M.Rasche,
his wife, the latter surviving.
Three years after his birth at Iron
Mountain, the family removed to
Ironton. His boyhood days were
devoted to home work and in at
tendance at school, but with early
manhood he took up the more
serious duties of life. His occu-
patton was that of mining, and he
prosecuted his work at various
places-nearly four years in the
lead and zinc mines at Webb City,
Mo-, and a considerable period in
the gold fields of Idaho. He was
honest and industrious, winning
the confidence and esteem of those
with whom he became associated !;
was worthy member of two fra
ternal organizations, the Wood
men of the World and the Order
of Eagles. Mr.. Rasche returned
home, being unwell, on the 18th
ult., and the services of a physi-
clan were invoked without delay.
The disease afflicting him was pro-
nounced typhoid fever, and to it
he finally succumbed despite the
skill of the doctor and careful
nursing. His remains were in
tered in Pilot Knob Cemetery
Saturday, October 7th, a large
concourse of citizens attending and
assisting in the final rites, Rev.
Geo. Steel conducting the services.
The REGISTER voices the feeling
of the community in extending to
his afflicted mother and other rel
atives assurance Of sincere SYM
pathy. Charles Rasche was a
good son and a deserving man.
Peace to his ashes!
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Mr.. cyrus Russell.

Mr.. Cyrus Russell, one of the
old pioneers of this Valley, passed
to his eternal reward, at his home
in Russellville, last Wednesday
evening October a, 1905. The re-
mains we're laid to rest in the
family cemetery on Thursday
afternoon, surrounded by large
concourse of friends from all over
the county.
Mr.. Russell was born in Somers,
Conn.,, February 27, 1919, and was
SO years, 7 months and days old
when he died. His life and death
was a fulfllment of the promise,
"Thou shalt come to thy fathers in
peace. thou shalt be buried in a
good old age"
He married Della Clark in Win
chester, ILL.,, November 10, 1858,
and they have lived together at
the old homestead in the most low
ing and sacred union for almost
fifty-two years. Their family con-
sisted of eight children; four have
passed on before and were waiting
on the other side when father
came, and four are still living:
Mrs. Julia M. Reach, of Dallas,
Tex; G. S., Eben c., and Sarah
F. Russell of this place.
Mr.. Russell was a conscientious,
consistent Christian all his life.
He was a member of the Presby-
terian church in Ironton until the
Lord called him home, when his
name was transferred from there
to the roll of the church of the first
born gathered around the throne
of God. Well may it be said of
him "Thou shalt come to thy grave
in a full age, like as a shock of
corn cometh in it's season." His
life was passed in very quiet
manner, no noise, no show or
ostentation of any kind. 1t was
quiet home life, doing the little
deeds of usefulness day by day,
slowly ripening for the gathering
at the time of harvest into the
garner of the Lord. His death
was like his life, quiet, peaceful
and calm. In his last hours he
seemed to sDraw the drapery OF
his couch about him" and lie down
to sleep in peace.
"Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep!
From which none ever wake to weep,
A calm and undisturbed repose,
Unbroken by the last of foes"
PASTOR PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH