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The Washington herald., 1911-12-17

there found. yet when one comes TO know
his host better he fully realizes how dear
these objects, individually and colec-
lively, are to him.
IF you have read my books. especially
The Fortunes of Oliver Horne and
Kennedy Square continued Mr. Smith,
! you can readily realize what Christmas
means to me. In Kennedy Square you
will recall the round of gayeties planned
for the Yuletide. They were true TO life
to the minutest detail. Into that book |
injected real breathing characters. You
as a former BaltimOreHn readily recog-
nize all of them. | felt that before my
life rounded out its allotted period I
wanted to do something to perpetuate the
memory of the old Baltimore / knew
and of that coterie of gallant and cult
waited men and beautiful women who
made up the most charming social set this
country ever knew.
"All was real; there was no artiiciality.
1t was cOmmingling of men and women
of the highest breeding. and all were so
securely entrenched in their rightful
places that it was impossible for scandal
to creep in and strike one false or jarrinE
note. Those were Christmases long to be
remembered, and the memory Of them
serves to keep US all young
In Money Mad Age.
'But we are living in a money mad age
to-day. There is little or no home life.
The pleasures our wealthy men and
women crave aresthose that take them
from their homes. and the child whose
mother can take the time from her social
whirl to clasp its little hands and teach
1t to lisp at her knee its first prayer is
hest indeed Somehow there is little or
no reverence or patriotism among us now.
Our only truly great men are our
martyrs. In order to have their names
handed down to posterity public servant
must necessarily be martyrized Take
Lincoln. Was any man more vilified In
life? Was there ever such Il martyr to-
day? The same applies to Grant and to
Mckinley. Seemingly it requires an as
sassin's bullet to awaken our public and
bring it to realization of the victims
greatness.
"In life their characters we're assassi-
mated. Many of our truly great men
Grover Cleveland. for instance-went to
their graves heartbroken men, but when
they were dead and gone their admirers
came from under cover and began to sxtol
their virtues
''But find myself wandering from my
subject. 1t was Christmas we were TO
discuss, and already it is so close upon us
that begin to feel the attendant thrills.
Christmas made for children, you saw
Not bit of it. love it just as dearly to-
hay as ever did, and let me warn YOU be-
lore you leave NEEDN'T forget to hang
Up your stocking before retiring Christ.
mas Eve, and if you have children Won
ire cheating them out of the best parts
Il their lives If you do not instil in them
III the beautiful spirit of Christmas h
one OF the great and beautiful thing. N
lie that Is truly worth while"
The Washington herald., 1911-12-17
NSCCZr%

'R. F. HOP KIN y
Is NJ TIL, author, artist.
civil engineer and famous
type of the wtleman of
the old ssASol, has made
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Eagle could lead them with more LUIS.
ter, profit and distinction.
This Black Eagle-sub-titled I he
Terror of the Border"-had been a
member Of the gang about three
months.
One night while they were In camp
On the San Miguel water hole a soli-
tary horseman on the regulation fiery
steed dashed In among them. The
newcomer was of a portentous and
devastating aspect. A beak-like nose
with a predatory curve projected
above a mass of bristling. blue-black
whiskers. His eye was caverncus
and fierce He was spurred. SOM
breroed. booted, garnished with re-
volvers, abundantly drunk and very
much unafraid. Few people In lie
country drained by the Rio Br,yo
would have cared thus to invaJ So,
alone, the camp of Bud King. Eut
this fell bird swooped fearlessly up.n
them and demanded TO be fed.
Hospitality in the prairie county ~
not limited. Even II your enemy oass
your way you must feed him beloAs
you shoot him. You must empty yoes
larder into him before you emI4y
your lead. So. the stranger of ul,.
declared intentions was set down 10
a mighty feast.
A talkative bird he was, full st
most marvellous loud tales and en-
ploIts, and speaking a language al
times obscure but never colorless.
He was a new sensation to BUG
Kings men, who rarely encountered
new types They hung. delighted.
upon his vainglorious boasting, tho
spicy strangeness of his lingo, his con-
temptuous familiarity with life, the
world and remote places, and the exs
travagant frankness with which he
conveyed his sentiments.
To their guest the band of outlaws
seemed to b. nothing more than a
congregation of country pumpkins
whom he was "stringing for grub"
Just as ne would have told his stories
at the back door of a farmhouse to
wheedle a meal. And. indeed. his
ignorance was not without excuse, for
the bad man" of the southwest does
not run to extremes. Those brigands
might justly have been taken for a
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Buried With His plna

A man named Doilin. who was quill
otined for murder at LIE Mans, France,
the other morning, smoked a pipe be-
fore his execution and asked leave to
have 1t buried with him. When Doilin
was awakened by the governor of the
prison and told that his last hour had
come he turned to the chaplain and
said: Father. you know how fond
am Of smoking, and that cigarettes
do not interest me. Fill my pipe for
me, and let me smoke 1t for the last
time" The chaplain did SO, and, after
smoking his pipe. Doilin submitted
himself to the hands Of the execu.
TONER and his assistants. But before
going to the scaffold he obtained
leave to slip his best friend" as he
called his pipe, into hts pocket, and
the prison governor promised him
that 1t should be buried with hit body.
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children In his great beak. Soon the
name extended. and Black Eagle, the
Terror of the Border. became a rec
ognized factor in exaggerated news
paper reports and ranch gossip.
The country from the Nneces to the
! Rio Grande was a wild but fertile
stretch, given over to the sheep and
cattle ranches. Range law was main
ly letter. and the pirates met with
little opposition until the Haunting
and garish Piggy gave the band I'M
due advertisement. Then McKinney's
ranger company headed for those pre-
cincts. and Bud King knew that it
meant grim and sudden war or else
temporary retirement. Regarding the
risk to be unnecessary, he drew off
his band to an almost inaccessible
spot on the bank of the Frio. Where
fore. as has been said. dissatisfac-
ton arose among the members, and
impeachment proceedings against Bud
were premeditated. with Black Eagle
In high favor for the succession. Bud
King was not unaware OF the senti-
ment. and he called aside Cactus
Taylor, his trusted lieutenant. to dis
cuss it.
IF the boys" said lIud. "aint sat
isfied with me. I'm willin' to atep
out. They're buckin, against my way
of handlin' EN-. And specially be-
cause concludes to hit the brush
while Sam Kinney is ridin' the line.
| saves EN- from bein' shot or sent
up on a state contract, and they up
and says I'm no good"
1T amt so much that" explained
Cactus. "as 1t is they're plum locoed
about Piggy They want them Whis-
kers and that nose of his to split the
wind at the head OF the column"
There's somethin' mighty seldom
about Piggy" declared Bud. muslngly.
Il never yet see anything on the hoof
that he exactly grades up with. He
can shore boiler a plenty, and he
straddles a boss from where you laid
the chunk. But he amt never been
smoked yet. You know, Cactus. we
amt had row since he's been with
US. Piggy's all right for Bkearin' the
greaser kids and layin' waste a cross
roads store. reckon he's the finest
oamnad arakn.
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pirate that ever was. but fhow's his
appetite for fightin'2 I've knowed
some citizens you'd think was starv-
in for trouble get bad dose OF dys-
pepsy the first dose of lead they had
to take"
He talks all spraddled out" said
Cactus, bout the rookuses he's been
in. He claims to have saw the ele-
plant and hearn the owl"
II know" replied Bud. using the
cow-puncher's expressive phrase of
skepticism. but 1t sounds TO mel"
This conversation was held one
night In camp while the other mem
bers OF the band-eight In number
were sprawling around the fire, lin.
sering over their supper. When Bud
and Cactus ceased talking they heard
Piggy's formidable voice holding forth
to the others as usual while he was
engaged in checking. though never
satisfying. his ravenous appetite.
Watts de use." he was saying, ..of
chasin' little red cowses and bosses
round for t'ousands of miles? Dere
amt nuttin' in it. Gallopin' trough
desc bushes and briers, and gettin' a
first dat brewery couldn't put out,
and missin mealsl Sayl You know
what I'd do If was main finger of dis
bunch? I'd stick up train. I'd blow
de express car and make hard dollars
where you guys gets wind"
Later on. a deputation waited on
Bud. They stood on one leg, chewed
mesquite twigs and circumlocuted, for
they hated to hurt his feelings. Bud
foresaw their business. and made it
easy for them. Bigger risks and
larger profits was what they wanted.
The suggestion OF Piggy's about
holding up a train had fired their
imagination and increased their ad-
miration for the dash and holiness OF
the instigator They were such sim
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i rle, artless and custom. bound bush
rangers that they had never before
thought of extending their habits be-
yond the running off of live stock and
the shooting Of such of their acquaint.
ances as ventured to interfere
Bud acted ION the level" agreeing
to take a subordinate place In the
gang until Black Eagle should have
been given a trial as leader
After a great deal of consultation,
studying of timetables and discussion
of the countrys topography, the time
and place for carrying out their new
enterprise was decided upon At that
time there was feedstuff famine In
Mexico and cattle famine in certain
parts of the United States, and there
was a brisk international trade. Much
money was being shipped along the
railroads that connected the two re-
publics. 1t was agreed that the most
promising place for the contemplated
robbery was at Espina. a little sta
ton on the |. & G. N. about forty
miles north of Laredo The train
stopped there one minute; the coun.
try around was wild and unsettled:
the station consisted of but one house
In which the agent lived.
Black Eagles band set out, riding
by night. Arriving in the vicinity of
Espina they rested their horses all
day in thicket few miles distant.
The train was due at Espina at
1880 p. m. They could rob the train
and be well over the Mexican border
with their booty by daylight the next
morning
To do Black Eagle justice, he ex.
hibited no signs of fiinching from the
responsible honors that had been con-
ferred upon him.
He assigned his men to their re-
spectiye posts with discretion, and
coached them carefully as to their
duties. On each side of the track
four Of the band were to lie concealed
In the chaparral. Gotch-Ear Rodgers
was to stick up the station agent.
Broncho Charlie was to remain with
the horses, holding them in readiness.
At a spot where It was calculated the
engine would be when the train
stopped, Bud King was to lie hidden
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At the Wrong House.

A man with a valise rang the bell
and lady came to the door. The man
bowed. and inquired IL the lady owned
a graphophone. She said yes, ahe be-
lieved there was one somewhere about
the house. but that 1t had not been
used for long time.
Then | should like to show you"
he rejoined, proceeding to open his
valise, "a new attachment for the
machine, which we are
mo use" she interrupted, waving
him away. II used to have an at
tachment for the things, but haven't
now, and don't want to have. Our
neighbors on both sides have graphic.
phones, for which they have very
strong attachment. Good day. SIR"
The door closed with a slam, and
the man went sadly down the steps,
Youths Companion.
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little party of peaceable rustics as
sembled for a fish fry or pecan gath
ering- Gentle of manner, slouching OF
gait, soft-voiced. unpicturesquely
clothed; not one of them presented
to the eye any witness Oh the des-
perate deeds they had earned.
For two days the glitter!ug stranger
within the camp was Toasted. Then,
by common consent, he Was invited
to become a member of tie band. He
consented, presenting for enrolment
the prodigious name of Captain
Montressor." This name WAS immedi-
ately overruled by the band. and
Piggy" substituted as a compliment
to the awful and insatiate appetite of
it's owner.
Thus did the Texas border receive
the most spectacular brigand that
ever rode its chaparral
For the next three months Bud King
conducted business as usual, escaping
encounters with law officers and being
content with reasonable profits The
band ran OF some very good COM
phnleS vi norseS lrom tue ranges, anu
few punches Of fine cattle, which
they got safely across the Rio Grande
and disposed of to fair advantage.
Often the band would ride into the
little villages and Mexican settle
ments. terrorizing the inhabitants and
plunderins for the provisions and am
munition they needed. 1t was during
these bloodless raids that Piggys
ferocious aspect and frlghtful voice
gained him renown more widespread
and glorious than those other gentle
voiced and sad-faced desperadoes
could have acquired in a lifetime.
The Mexicans, most apt in nomen-
clature, first called him The Black
Eagle, and used to brighten the babies
by threatening them with tales of the
dreadful robber who carried OF little
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trained, usually seems able to make
aner deductions-he's more logical"
you spoke of the dogs being logical
when IL 1t that they have to make
deductions?" Doctor Fulton was ask
ed
well, IN q case like one that hap
pened out In Nebraska town q few
years ago-I forget the place. A house
had been burglarized In a small town,
the robber getting away with several
hundred dollars, and leaving nothing
from which we could give the scent
to the hounds. The owner of the
house knew all the people who had
been In the room from which the
money was taken for the last three
days, except the robber We got all
those people there, and gave the ordef
to the dog: Find himl'
The Cuban hound immediately
picked up a scent that took him "a
the wife OF the owner Of the house
who was In the next room. But the
English dog went smiling around. got
acquainted with the scents of the pec.
pie there. then found trail different
from any Of them. II led to a negro's
house out in the country, and the
negro afterward confessed to the
crime.
There IL an old idea that a man
can shake on the dogs by walking IN
running water. About ten years arc
two men broke out OF the Beatrfce
jail. They followed the bed of the
creek four miles and then confidently
took the road. We simply trailed
them to the creek. and, one dog ON
each side. followed 1t down until the
place where the men came out. Then
this will show you how keen Il the
scent Of the hounds-we put them in
o buggy and drove along the road. An
long as the men we were hunting had
stayed on the road, which was about
ten miles. the dogs sat still, intent
and watchfui. As soon as we reached
the spot where they dived into a corn.
heid the dogs Jumped out Of the buR.
Sy. They had scented the trail from
the bed of the buggy.
"A trail becomes hard TO follow
after about 30 hours have elapsed. but
we have followed trails much older
than that
We ran horsethIef who had made
away with fine pair OF mares In
South Dakota, four years ago, $50
miles before we captured him and the
horses. II took nine days 20 catch
him, the two hounds steadily follow
Ing the scent for that length OF time.
Then about eight years ago two Of
my dogs, Joe-Joe' and Miss Column
oia, were taken out to the wild hills
IN Wyoming to run down a band Of
rain robbers who had taken $4,000
rom a Missouri Pacific train. Joe.
Joe got lost out there and was never
.ound. Probably he was stolen. But
Miss Columbia went on and man
lged to capture two of the robbers"
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Latest oet.RIsh-ouIck schs,ne.

Here Is the latest get-rich-quick
scheme downtown In an ONCE where
20 men are employed Jones went to
Smith and said:
Smith. II you give me i've cents I'll
tell you how you can pick up 20 cents
without leaving the Office"
Smith thought 1t over second and
then handed out the nickel.
Now" he said. "how do l ret my
20 cents?"
Easy" said Jones. you just 70
and work four men the same as 1
worked you"
Fine idea,' said Smith, and passed
1t on 10 Brown. Black, jackson anI
Olsislr - - -
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on the other. The two would get the
drop on the engineer and nremen.
force them to descend and proceed
to the rear. Then the express car
would be looted. and the escape made.
No one was to move until Black Eagle
gave the signal by firing his revolver.
The plan was perfect
At ten minutes to train time every
man was at his post, effectuaIly con
cealed by the thick chaparral that
grew almost to the rails. The night
was dark and lowering. with fire
drizzle falling from the flying guf
clouds Black Eagle crouched behind
bush within Eve yards OF the track
Two six-shooters were belted around
him. Occasionally he drew large
black bottle from his pocket and
raised It to his mouth.
A star appeared far down the track
which soon waxed into the headlight
of the approaching train II came on
with an increasing roar: the engine
bore down upon the ambushing des-
peradoes with glare and shrek
like some avenging monster come to
deliver them to justice. Black Eagle
fiattened himself upon the ground.
The engine, contrary to their cab
culations, instead of stopping between
him and Bud Kings place of conceal
ment. passed fully forty yards farther
before It came to a stand.
The bandit leader rose to his feet
and peered around the bush His
men all lay quiet, awaiting the signal
Immediately opposite Black Eagle was
a thing that drew his attention. In
ntead OF being regular passenger
train it was a mixed one. Before
him stood a box car, the door OF
which, by some means. had been left
slightly open. Black Eagle went up
to It and pushed the door farther
open. An odor came forth-a damp,
rancid. familiar. musty. Intoxicating.
beloved odor, stirring strongly at old
memories OF happy days and travels.
Black Eagle shifted at the witching
smell as the returned wanderer smells
of the rose that twines his boyhood's
cottage home. Nostalgia seized him.
He put his hand inside. Excelsior
dry, springy, curly, soft, enticing, COW
cred the floor. Outside the drizzle
had turned to chilling rain.
The train bell changed. The bandit
chief unbuckled his belt and cast It,
with its revolvers, upon the ground.
His spurs followed quickly, and his
broad sombrero. Black Eagle was
moulting. The train started with a
rafting jerk. The exterior of the
Border scrambled into the box car
and closed the door Stretched lux
uriously upon the excelsior, with the
black bottle clasped closely 10 his
breast, his eyes closed, and a foolish,
happy smile upon his terrible features.
Chicken Ruggles started upon his re-
turn trip.
Undisturbed, with a band or des-
perate bandits lying motionless, await
ing the signal to attack, the train
pulled out from Espina. As its speed
increased. and the black masses of |
chaparral went whizzing past on |
either side, the express messenger,
lighting his pipe, looked through his
window and remarked. feelingly:
What jim-dandy place for hold.
upi"
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One Vote for Draper.

Governor Draper Is having q lot OF
fun explaining why he was not pas.
senger In the airships recently at At.
lantic City, admitting that II WAS fear
that kept him on the ground.
In connection with this, be tells
what he calls an honest to goodness"
story:
Two men were walking down the
street a few days ago." he relates,
and | heard this conversation I'm
going to vote for Draper this time,
even II he is Republican
why? demanded the other.
You've always been a good Democrat
81 know ! have said the first
speaker, but Governor Draper is the
one of the whole bunch that had a
chance to fly. but sense enough to
stay on the ground. Boston Jour.
nal.
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He had drawn upon the absent ranch
mans equipment to replace his own
ragged attire. He wore a suit OF
coarse brown ducking, the coat being
sort OF rakish bolero. jaunty to a
degree. Boots he had donned, and
spurs that whirred with every lurch-
ing step. Buckled around him was a
belt full Of cartridges with a big six
shooter in each of its two holsters.
Providing about. he found blankets,
saddle and bride with which he
caparisoned his steed. Again mount
ing, he rode swiftly away, singing a
loud and tuneless song.
Bud Kings band of desperadoes.
outlaws and horse and cattle thieves
were in camp at a secluded spot on
the bank of the Frio. Their depreda-
tons in the Rio Grande country, while
no holder than usual, had been ad-
vertised more extensively, and Cap
tain Kinney's company of rangers had
been ordered down to look after them.
Consequently, Bud King. who was a
wise general. instead OF cutting out
hot trail for the upholders of the
law, as his men wished to do. retired
for the time to the prickly Businesses
of the Frio valley.
Though the move was a prudent
one, and not incompatible with Buds
well-known courage, it raised dissen-
sion among the members of the band.
In fact, while they thus lay inglori-
ously perdu in the brush. the question
Of Bud Kings fitness for the leader
ship was argued. with closed doors
as 1t were. by his followers. Never
before had Buds skill or efficiency
been brought to criticism; but his
glory was waning land such is glory's
fate) in the light of a newer star.
The sentiment of the band was crys-
tallizing into the opinion that Black
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SLEUTHSOF DOGDOM
Nebraskan'S BIoodhounds Have
Caught $50 Criminals.
Proof to Show That They Practice the
Science Of Deduction With the
Profundlty of sher-
lcck Holmes.

Beatrice. Neb.-A peaceful. white
bearded physician of this town has
been directly instrumental in the cap
ture, during the last rs years, of more
than $50 murderers. train robbers and
other desperate lawbreakers.
DIR. ]. B. Fulton has passed his 18th
birthday. Meeting him at the front
door of his, cottage. where he lives
with his deaf sister, 1t would not be
easy for you to believe that his name
Is the terror Of criminals in half q
dozen states. But speak to the old
gentleman about his favorite hobby
and see his eyes light up with pleas
ure; persuade him to take you
through the bloodhound farm. which
takes up almost an acre back of the
cottage and contains upwards of 20
skilled man hunters; watch him az he
fondles his fierce pets and you will
begin to understand
Polk. a 5-year-old Cuban blood
hound. and Cheyenne. a 4-year-old
English bloodhound, were brought out
Of their kennels by the trainer. The
visitor, who had in his youth watched
with awe the great red-tongued brutes
that make Uncle Toms Cabin" shows
attractive. was first struck with the
smallness and apparent docility Of the
two hounds.
We usually run a Cuban dog in n
team with an English hound" Doctor
Fulton remarked The two breeds
are OF about equal ability as far as
following scent is concerned, but the
Cuban dog is more active and ener-
getic on a trail, while the English
member of the team. IL he f. well
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7Ee PASSING of
BLACK EAGLE
Copyright BY Ainalee Magazine Coz
By 0. HENRY

OR some months of a GER
tain year a grim bandit
infested the Texas border
along the Rio Grande.
Peculiarly striking to the
optic nerve was this no
torious marauder. His
personality secured him