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Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1912-12-12

There being no natural defenses to
protect this wing, It should In com
mon providence hayo been nung back
to rest upon the river and thus pre-
sent line OF fire IN the event Of q
banking movement by the enemy.
This was not done, ana the Mollle-
coddles were left strung out In air
Not even the colonel, who had been a
successful merchant, understood the
perIlous insecurity OF their position,
and the regiment calmly laid Itself
down to sleep that night, expecting
battle on the morrow and confident
OF acquitting itself well, but feeling
Itself secure for the immediate future.
Anon came heavy column Of the
enemy, driving in the pickets, and
Itself arriving on their heels. The
line of battle faced south. The attack
full from the west.
Two companies succeeded In form
ing, facing about on the new line, and
firing a round OF two before they were
overwhelmed Then the regiment
and after It the brigade, was rolled
up, telescoped, crushed. with hardly
chance to fire shot.
II was not their fault The best
and most seasoned regiment In the
army could have done no better un.
der the circumstances
But when the maiorgeneral had
collected the shattered remnant Of his
forces on the safe side Of the river
he felt the need OF n scapeGoat, as
the colonel had OWNED, and recog.
nized the Molliecoddles as the logical
and helpless candidates for the posi-
tion.
He nominated them accordingly In
his report. and the army, bitter over
defeat and not at all understanding,
instantly elected them unanimously
In two days the whole country knew,
beyond hope Of refutation, that the
Molllecoddles had brought disaster on
the division by conspicuous cowardicc
in the face OF the enemy
The Moliecoddles, battered and
still da2ed, reviewed the situation
with a sort OF savage bewildermout
Individually, they knew they were not
towards. Collectively they were in.
articuate, uncertain, pcrpleXed
Consequently they suffered many
things, though by no means with
mcekness. There were black eyes
and broken heads in neighboring regi
ments, and a lively lust for blood and
slaughter in the minds Of the Mollle
coddles.
In the meantime they were detailed
to the rear to guard the baggage
train, and the cup of their humiliation
overfowed in bitter murmurings
against their lot But Fate had her
eye upon them. and while they were
yet In the mood to kick out yiclously
at the touch OF a feather. she sent
| them a golden opportunity.
Having hurled his opponent back
Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1912-12-12

He descended to the cabin, opened
the stateroom- door and drew out the
sack. With much vocal effort, the
unwilling tenant had well-nigh ex-
hausted itself. but as the bag was
lifted 1t summoned sufficient spirit to
send up a last wall that would have
killed the last spark of pity in the
captains heart, had such spark ex-
isted.
As it was, he stolidly carried the
bag to the deck, and looked about for
convenient piece OF scrapiron to
serve as sinking weight.
He was intent on his task OF Sc
curely lashng piece Of spare chain
to the neck OF the bag when Joe Blair,
with a basket OF dirty dishes on his
arm, came up from the cabin. He
spied the captain seated on <he bits
forward and made his way thither.
What you gon to do with that.
cap'n?" he demanded.
Captain Beale went on with his
work without so much as looking up.
I'm goin to heave this bag over,
said he.
80? What yer got in the bag?"
The contents Of the bag answered
for itself. There came from its depth
wall of misery that would have
melted the heart OF an idol. Joe
Blair started puceptibly He set
down the basket OF dishes and looked
accusingly at his superior.
ITS a sat" he said
Captain Boale bristled. Hard lines
appeared about the corners of his
mouth.
We'll, what OF that?" said he.
What you goin to do with that
cat?' the cook questioned in tone
that boded trouble.
DO with it?' the captain snapped
What do you s'pose. Dyer think
was goin to use it for a figgerhead
/ I'm goin' to do jest what | told yer
/ / was-heayo It overheard"
Joe Blairs brow darkened He
pushed back his solled cap and
scratched his head in doubtful fashion
II was plain he wanted to speak his
mind. and yet felt some hesitancy IN
doing SO. He shifted from foot ia
foot. and looked helplessly at the
basket OF dishes at his feet.
say" he yentured at length. Say
| amt exactly what you'd call su
perstitious man. which amt sayin'
neither. that amt got my pecuIarl
ties. But was on n vessel once
the old Starlight. bound for Mara
caibo, II was-and they had a cat
aboard that took sick. and they hove
! 1t overheard: and after that"
Yes. yes. know" the captain In
terrupted irritably. You've told me
all about that once or twice before
There amt nothin' like that goin tc
happen this time. This aint the
ships cat. It's one fetched aboard
purpose 10 drowned"
1T don't make no difference" the
cook maintained doggedly. "lt'A bad
Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1912-12-12

They were lalnentably few, pui
those few were bad men to face. Al
their colone's call they rose, gripping
their weapons, whole men, men Win
bleeding heads, men with limp arms,
men who rose only to fall again and
again struggle to rise.
with a yell the wave broke over
the stone wall, and In an instant tina
MOlleCoddles were overwhelmed
Fighting like demons, madmen, or
heroes, they went down before sW
perlor numbers, but not before they
had taken full toll for their defeat.
Through his glasses the general in
command saw their heroic stand. The
regiments breaking from the woods
behind saw it and burst into cheers,
A sudden wave of firing broke out on
either flank, and then the conquerne
enemy reeled before the charge o.
the advancing regiments.
A moment OF ighting hand to hand
bayonet to bayonet, and then the
fresh troops dropped behind the stone
wall and poured a calling fire into
the retreating foe. The day was won.
the army was saved, and it was tho
Mollecoddles who had done It.
In the camp OF the MolliecodIea
that evening men sat weary and de-
jected about the fires. Their attitude
seemed much the same as on thai
other evening. There were gaps in
every group, and mems voices were
low and awestricken.
They discussed their casualties with
an appearance Of wonderment Tuck
er's gone, eh?" Billy AIKEN got it in,
the head" They've took off Mora
tons leg" and so forth,
"IIow's the Old Man tonight"
asked one, Heard anything?"
They say he's doln' well. If he
pulls through, | reckon they'll make
him a brigader."
TOO bad they got him. He hadn't
ought to have stood up"
well, anyway we held EN-"
That was the finale always. No
matter what had come to pass, no
matter who had died, or who was
wounded, or who was missing: well,
we held EN-"
A battery came past, the trace
chains rafting, the wheels clanking
in the ruts.
what regiment is that?" called an
officer.
"The Molliecoddles," came the Dc
fiant answer
"Oh!" said the officer, and tie BAD
terry moved on.
But every gunner's eyes turned sud.
denly toward the camp-fires, and the
Molliecoddles returned the gaze with
erect heads 1t was as though they
asked: IF 1t wasn't for us, wherd
would you be-"
And from the faces of the gunners'
one understood that they had no ade.
quate answer.
| tGopWi0h The Frank A. MWscp Coz
Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1912-12-12

vance was in skirmish formation and
Tar more difficult to stop,
Men began TO fall behind the
breastwork Bullets sang over their
heads and spat yiciously into the wall
In front of them.
But fifteen OF the needed twenty
minutes had elapsed. II they could
hang on for FIVE morel
They were firing at Will now. The
voleys had ceased, but there was q
steady, continuous rattle Of musketry,
The colonel walked back and forth
behind his line. hercely chewing his
mustache, pauslng to glance at the
cloud OF skirmishers coming steadily
on, or noting with groan that his
left was overlapped for a quarter OF
a mile and must speedily be turned.
1t could not be helped, He was
holding what he could but his line
was woefuly thin and every moment
becoming thinner The singing bul'
let's took steady toll,
Down the slope before the stone
wall a mass q men pressed forward
yelling. The thin line behind the wall
concentrated all Its fire upon them,
but It no longer ayailed. on they
came. logged, determined
Men dropped steadily, but still they
came on The twenty minutes were
up Where were the Teinforcements?
The colonel glanced about. Woods
behind him shut out all view OF the
regiments and brigades hurrying
breakneck to the rear that had be
come the front.
All he knew was that he was alone,
protecting the army from ovcrwhe!m'
ing defeat. Cowards, were they?
Even in that red, fiery moment he
had time for an instant Of bitter pride
and eXultation as he viewed his dead
behind the stone wall.
The rushing mass In front was
close up now. He knew he could not
stop them. He lacked the men lie
had held them back for more than the
time demanded Of him.
Should he order his men to fall
back? The regiment had done its
work. More could not reasonably be
asked OF them,
They were out1anked on either
hand, and about to be overwhelmed
Should he order them back?
There came to him another thought
They called us cowards," and with
that he hurried along the line with
the command, Fix bayonets."
He would stay there and meet
them, If It cost him every man. "They
called US towards, boys" he shouted
This is our chance"
On came that yelling wave in front
Loading and firing as fast as they
could, the remnant OF the regiment
could not stop It. But not a man be
hind the stone wall fincbed before it
The inevitable weaklings that are
in every regiment had long since
sought the rear. Those who stayed
would STAY to the end.
Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1912-12-12

a shout OF triumph broke out These
should be the first fruits OF their vic
tory, The colonel. crouchlng now be-
hind the wall, surveyed them coming,
only his head projecting above the
coping.
Tho impatient priyates fingered
their weapons and cursed beneath
their breath, Would they never get
the word to hre2 Were they to be
run over again and trampled on with
out chance?
A hundred yards away compact
line OF men was toiling up the slope
In the road column swung forward
full in the face OF the silent guns
Then when mems nerves were fairly
swapping with the tension, the colonel
gave the word.
The front OF the stone wall burst
into fame, and above the rattle OF
musketry came the bursting roar OF
the guns in the road. as the gunners
leaped from concealment. Out on the
grassy slope the first line Of hurrying
eager men melted into shapeless
mas es on the ground.
In the road the grape and canister
tore great holes in the compact col
umn. The surprisers were surprised
The front ranks recoiled, shattered
out OF all semblance to formation,
But the attack was delayed for only
a moment. Behind that foremost
rank was another which came stead
lily on, leaving a man now and then
sprawllng out or writing in the
grass, but driving straight forward
notwithstanding. Down the line be
hind the stone wall went the com
mand, Cease firing"
1t almost caused n mutiny, but the
officers persuaded the madmen tc
obey The enemy came on with d
yell then Evidently 1t was but an ia
significant force in their trout. They
were minded to run over them.
Yelling like lends, they rushed
across the open. 1t was Bunker Hill
repeated. Again the colonel let them
come within a hundred yards before
he gave the command TO fire, and
d6dll hltl tllt OA4tA NiAhN anu NhN
sheet of fame burst forth the advanc
ing line withered as before the breath
from n blazing blast-furnace.
Flesh and blood could not face It
They were men who would so un
flinchingly where there was one
chance Of coming through.
Here there was none. 1t was death
bald and certain. Those who could
recoiled down the slope, Many
stayed silent in the grass.
Meanwhile the carnage in the road
was fearful. The steady plying of the
guns loaded with grape and canister
had piled the advancing column in q
mass OF dead and dying till the order
came to halt and deploy across the
adjoining field
This added to the labors OF the de
voted Molliecoddles The next I'd
Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1912-12-12

He took one cautious step forward.
and then another, Engrossed In tho
feast before 1t, the cat paid not the
least attention to the stealthy ap-
proach. 1t was only when the captain
was close beside It. that 1t conde'
scended to turn its attention from the
cream. and then it was too late; for
tho captain. with an agility surprising
in man OF his years, suddenly leaped
forward and caught the black body by
the nape OF the neck
Vaiuly did the cat give vent 70 its
outraged feelings yainly did it strug
Gle to effectively use Its teeth and
claws. In tricc the captain had
thrust It into the gunnysack the neck
of which he tied with a piece OF stout
twIne
Painting. but triumphant he laid the
wrlccling bundle, from which came
the sounds OF a lost soul in the deep.
est woe. upon the ground He turned
TO cast q hurried and guilty glance at
the windows Of the house next door,
half expecting TO find there numerous
protesting witnesses to his perndy;
but the windows OF tho house next
door remained discreetly curtained.
Thanking his lucky stars for this de-
lcyeraucc OF his enemy into his
hands. Captain Beale picked up the
sack bore IL into the house, and went
upstairs to array himself somewhat
more fully
Il was only too obvious that a man,
bearing a bundle OF such liyoliness as
tho sack bado fair TO be. could never
hope to go through the village streets
In broad daylight without attracting
unpleasant attention to himself.
Therefore. as soon as the captain had
completed a hurried toilet. he came
into the kitchen. took UP the sack,
and while yet tho town was wrapped
In slumber. made his way to the
waterfront. where his schooner, q lit
tie craft OF some hundred tons, lay at
the dock. her cargo OF potatoes aboard,
all ready to sail with the morning tide.
But even In the hali.light Of early
Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1912-12-12

through the dun-colored walls that
had closed about them. Captain
Beale glanced into the pinnacle.
headed the schooner a point farther
to the south ard, and grinned.
Presently by the bits he could see
the lookout straining his ears be-
tween the blasts Of the horn, evidently
listening intently. Full, well the cap.
tain knew to what he was listening;
for already through the mist he could
hear the distanct moan OF the whis-
thing buoy, which marks the outer
edge Of Shovel Rip Ledge
The sound grew steadily palmer.
Captain Beale's grin widened. At last
the lookout hailed:
"Whistlin'-buoy dead ahead, s.r"
The skipper made great pretense
OF listening. II don't hear It," he de-
clared, end held his course. The
lookout seemed trife uneasy. In
moment he was hailing once more:
There 1t goes again, sir Whstlin'-
buoy dead ahead"
Captain Beale affected a fine scorn.
81 don't hear no whistlin' buoy" he
maintained, but | can hear some old
freighter groanin' off there"
The lookouts next hail. which fol-
lowed almost Immediately, was a wild
YELL while he tore aft at his best
speed.
Breakers, sir, right under her
bowl" he howled. And then tho
| schooner struck.
There was shock, a jolt, a grind.
ing sound. The little craft shiyered
from stem to stern. Up the galley
companionway came tumbling the
cook.
Lord help us" he yelled as tho
familiar groan of the whistling-buoy
smote his ears from close quarters.
We've hit Shovel Rip Ledge!"
There was another bump--a series
OF bumps; the schooner stopped,
surged ahead, then stopped again.
Then the grinding beneath her keel
began. once more; slowly she forged
ahead. They could plainly hear the
surge under her bows.
Judas Priest!' shouted the amazed
skipper What do you make of that?
Dummed II we haint hit Shovel Rip
Ledge, and gone clean over i'll Start
the pumps, quick!"
In a trice the pumps were shrieking
their protests.
How much waters she takin'?" the
skipper demanded.
Not a drop, sir" the men at the
pumps answered.
Captain Beale wiped his forehead.
For time he stood staring stupidity
at the binnacle before he put the
schooner back on her course
Then the cook came running aft
with black, furry body In his arms.
Say, will you believe It now" he
shouted. Amt there something in It,
Would you ever got off'n that ledge,
much more gone over it, II 1t hadn't
been for the cat? Amt 1t special
providence you fetched her? I'll tell
ye one thing, amt goin' to sea again
on this schooner, nor no other, with
out black cat aboard"
The skipper burst into a great roar
OF laughter. which left the cook star
ing at him In open-mouthed wonder
you win." said Captain Beale,
when he had somewhat recovered MS
breath. I'm most beginnin' to think
myself there's somethin' in 1t. Thas
cat stays aboard"
Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1912-12-12

jCopWi0ht The Frank A. Mmscp Co.. :
The Bemidji daily pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Minn.) 1904-1971, 1912-05-02
MARKED BY MUCH COURTESY
Transaction in English Country Store
Caused Reflection on Part Of /
Boston Woman. 49,

Letting a boy buy eggs in an Eng.
fish country store brought home to q
Boston woman the barbarian blunt
ness of her own townsmen. .<r.-.
THE boy was aged about six, and
he wanted three eggs,' she said. pic
ture the transaction in a Boston store.
In bounces the boy, slaps down the
money, and shouts: Gimme three
eggs;;' the tradesman answers 'All
right or maybe nothing at all, and
the deal is closed. Not so in that
English store
Quietly the boy sided up to the
counter. From the other side a gray
haired grocer beamed upon him be-
nevolently, and said, Thank your in.
quiringly.
Three eggs, If you please said
the boy.
"Thank YOU said the grocer, and
put the eggs into a paper bag.
'"The boy received the bag with an
other Thank you,' and Thank you,'
replied the grocer when he took the
money. That required making change,
which was effected with another In
terchange of Thank you's.' Just count
the civilities: Six thank yous' and
one of you please to buy three eggs.
In Boston you could do q weeks mar.
keting on less courtesy"
The Bemidji daily pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Minn.) 1904-1971, 1912-05-02
Suitinu the Question.

The damage suit was on, and Bill
dads chauffeur was testifying for the
plaintiff. .~
Nov, you say" said the pompous
lawyer for the defendant, ''that at
this point the two cars, travelling at
the rate of 80 miles an hour, came to-
gether head on. Then what did you
do? !
The witness gazed YEARLY at mis-
questioner. ~:-
"Why,' he said, Il turned to my
wife, who was: brushing the baby's
hair In the torneau, and I said that I
thought the dumplings must be done
by this time
"Bang!' interrupted the Judges
gavel. "stenographer," said his honor.
strike that fool answer from the rec.
ord" III
And doesn't the question 70 with
1t, judge?" asked the witness meekly.
Sure" said his honor, forgettins
the dignity of his calling for the mo.
ment.-Haarper's Weekly. .--.
The Bemidji daily pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Minn.) 1904-1971, 1912-05-02
Trusts.

While the great moneyed and in
dustrial combinations of the present
day, known as trusts are quite mod.
ern affairs, it is true that the trust
idea is almost as old as history. IN
der the Roman Empire, and even
away back among the peoples Of
Egypt and the other eastern nations.
we find the germs, at least, of the
modern trust. The fundamental idea
at the bottom of the doctrine of tho
present day trust is that of the ex.
ploitatfon of the many by the few, and
1t was against such an idea that the
Gracchi died in Rome. In fact, all an
cient history is little more than tho
story of the few combining for power
and wealth against the many, and
that is all that the trust of today
means
The Bemidji daily pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Minn.) 1904-1971, 1912-05-02
NEVER FORGOT ITS ENMlTY
Colts Repugnance to Calf Grew Until
1t Included Every Species Of
the Bovine.

On a stock farm near Syracuse, N.
Y, calf and colt were born on the
same day. So soon as it was old,
enough to run about the calf resolute-'
~ repudiated it's Jersey mother and
insisted on being fed by the mare.
Regularly every morning the calf
would watch it's chance for breakfast
when the colt was kicking up its
heels at the other end of the pasture,
and would hurry to the good-natured
mare, who seemed to develop a real
affection for her foster baby and was
quite willing to mother it. To this,
however, her own offspring strenuous
ly objected. So soon as it observed
the calf enjoying the nourishment
which it considered it's own exclusive
right, the colt would charge on the in
terloper and. grabbing it firmly by the
back of the neck, would yank it away
from the maternal fount and take it,
place.
So, far from forgetting it's youthful
enmity for the calf, the colt has grown
up hating everything bovine. The
farmer has had to erect high fence
dividing the pasture, and to keep cows
and horses separated. The colt other
wise tractable in every way, goes
wild with rage at sight of cow, and
attacks her with hoofs and teeth. For
this reason it is impossible to drive
him in the country, and his owner is
even obliged to stable him in a build
ing remote from sight and sound Of
the coward. .....
The Bemidji daily pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Minn.) 1904-1971, 1912-05-02

There never was time when peo-
pie appreciated the real merits of
Chamberlain's Cough Remedy more
than now. This is shown by the in
crease in sales and voluntary testi-
monials from persons who have been
cured by it. If you or your children
give it trial and become acquainted
are troubled with a cough or cold
with its good qualities. For sale by
Bankers Drug Store.
The Bemidji daily pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Minn.) 1904-1971, 1912-05-02

This is a chief of the full-blood
White Earth Indians. They constitute
less than one-fourth of the tribe, ma
jority of the White Earth Chippewas
being more white than Indian. Gus
Beaulieu, whom Congressman Graham
said it was a joke to call an Indian, is
very near an average mixed-blood.
The full-blood Indians are the ones
who are reported diseased and desti-
tute. That they are diseased has been
known for years, and Congressman
Stevenson and others have tried to
get the Indian Bureau to help them.
The Bemidji daily pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Minn.) 1904-1971, 1912-05-02

II they are destitute it is the fault of
the authorities on the reservation, for
they have power to and are expected
to issue rations to those in need.
They were not affected by the Clapp
act, which provides that only mixed
bloOds could sell their lands. The ef-
fort to connect their disease with the
land legislation is ridiculous They
have been diseased for generation,
and they could not possibly be desti-
>tute if the Indian agent issues the ra-
tions that are paid for from the tribal
fund - - --..----
The Bemidji daily pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Minn.) 1904-1971, 1912-05-02
Why He Had to Have an Office.

+
An Inherited fortune and the dis.
posal OF an organized business enabled
. well-known Chicagoan to retire. He
had the inclination for leisure, but
could not surrender the Idea Of having
3 definite business abiding spot.
He rented an Office in q loft building
and went to Europe. After a six months
absence he returned, looked the build
Ing over and went to South. America.
Then, after again verifying the report
that the building was not crumbling,
he took jaunt to Japan.
Not long ago one of his old cronies
said:
frank, Why don't you give up your
omceyou don't need IT.
That's true" said Frank. Il would
give It up, but | don't know what @
DO with the rug"