Evening Star Newspaper, April 10, 1897, Page 17

WOE DON ONO OROKOMONO ONO sees PUEESTESESESE SEO ES UNC: THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, APRIL 10, 1897-94 PAGES: you ride old Coch-i-Quiep (No Good Lame Leg); he go faster than your wheelpony.” Another Indian would say: ‘You heap big talk, heap little do. What's the matter with your strong wheelpony? No go ‘tall.” ‘Tabby concluded to end all remarks 2y @ trial of speed on the race track, s0 one day in July messages were sent to all the In- dians to come to the race course the sec- water below the ford. Going out the bodies of father and son. The curly head was resting on the father’s = that = SSSR “ninna papoose” |, am y le Joe’s arm so tightly clasped the body of his son that the hands could not be unlock- meer nelow ihe ford Geng out, be (ound {0 y WITH AXES TO GRIND The Eager Throng That Calls Upon friends, but more often duplicates, from which they sell the autographs for a good round sum. With Axes to Gri Among the waiters will be found aspir- ants for foreign consulships and the under | offices, those who are seeking preferment Fell to the Floor. HISLEGSSUDDENLYGAVEOCT ed. So they were buried, heart to heart. ss TWO MEN FROM BURLINGTON. Tho oP. Bige of Clevela as He Was Stricken the President. EVERY ONE HAS A FAVOR 70 ASK in this country, and those who come io give timely protest against certain appoint- ments. Each and every one of them has an x to grind and they use the President's nerves for a grindstone. This senator has a@ candidate for a berth abroad, and he rings the changes on his right to have th! ond day after. The day was perfect— warm, but with a cool breeze from the river. That niorming:s shower had Jai, the dust and made the track smddotl and clean as leather. Larger crowds were never be- fore or since gathered under the cotton- wood trees that marked the starting point on the race track, than were seen at Tab- reprring for a Visit TABBY-O-WEEPS UST. RACE BY LOA McINTYRE. to Friends, They Were Both Charles C. Clark and Various Complications Resulted. From the St. Louis Republic. “Got any mail for Charles C. Clark?” From the I Of the list Fr, Cleveland, Onto. of the many so-called in enters mone has proved to Ye anote uf ae appoiniment, day in and day out, day after | to ine t raed and accomplished pi NO Y, by-o-weep’s races. Even old Tabby, chief | asked one of the guests at the Lindell Ho- Not Such a Desirable Position | day, while his coileacue Scrat ale | anos Secmateer sana Pay gat, dk ; Jeekse,(se) of the whole tribe, forgot his ninety years | te of Clerk Lewis last night. + | heeis, urges some other man with just as | (ily, "crmrn, “eshte OF #4 Mt ts suoce Sree) sco: ceounualite voriteyacand=|-o7-wenl it diaihaye, but! guveit to /yourar After All much persistency for the very same place. | Wem twit tut att they wee ae ~ son race. 70," x r All. Here is a political “boss” who wants to + oe Aaa eats cs The riders were to go twice around the | hour ago,” was the reply. “place” one of his Heutenants In political | Mdmlt that they cxmmot sn coast whch at ively for The Ex andson of old t of the tribe, the superintendent of the reservations to idolatry, an agency several hun- older boys whé erintendent ra child of a half ttle wonder tired, maybe-so head- ‘ay in house. Night come he study more—big lamp. Two Injun boys, lots white bofs, have two little wheels to ride on; make them go heap fast. They call them bisickles. You get judge show you picture and tell you all about them, They costs ldts money, two ponies maybe- so, but, ninna fader, you get one for your Tabby. Maybe-so Tabby get one cheap from nother boy if you send money heap quick. You no want Tabby to stay in house all time, get white and weak like a | girl? You love little Tabby, you sell my Pony, maybe and one your’ ponies—that's all. Good-t The teache 's note was to the same ef~- fect. Tabby-o-weep was very ambitious, studied hard, and seemed too tired to walk and play much after school. His hair was long and heavy and caused headache. If Mr. Tabby Little Joe couid afford a bi- cyele for the boy she thought it would benefit him by taking him outdoors more, nd she would give $10 toward it. Little Joe was greatly turbed over Tabby-o-weep’s letter, and wanted to start Junction immediately, but the suaded him to wait to see if ‘4 did not improve. ‘Tabby Little Joe was very much in- terested in the pictures of bicycles the judge gave him, and seemed a little fear- ful about p's riding one, but if Tabby-o-weep wanted it, it was toy yock (ail right. Three days later Tabby Little Joe came to the judge's office with a twenty-dollar RACE, rode the 100 m gscy gold piece, the money recetved for a horse, $7 in dimes and quarters. up in an old moccasin, and were, he the savings that .Atnine had for beadwork, all hoarded for her 1dge sent the money and wrote as y Little Joe dictated: a Good Boy: Me squaw p bad when your letter come say you little bit sick. Me say you come home. not come now, § now, much study. No get Te you > (die), then me yaque. flower When Rid so when you com bring your wheel- ny ride You tell school amutch (school n) Tabby Littie Joe, your fader, say, ‘Thank you,’ but he t lots ho: and cows, buy wheelpony f, no want her money. moceasi new your feet straig! rican’s feet Wear them some so keep ‘0 get humps on like heap love you, Ninna vad if you get ] was purchased, and 4 These were | mes comes then ome back, eh? We Hl have heaps lots fish and kill rab- | and ride. Me no sell your pony. Me sell big Pinto, pret oon sell comas cayuse nother and. send more mone You get pur “wheel- pony’—and be -heap careful no get hurt. heaps lots and get all well. Maybe Atnine sends | mile track. Now, Tabby-o-weep exulted in his heart at the easy task before him! ‘The stiff pulls up the hills, the long hours of riding and resting had given him renewed strength of wind and body, and he felt equal to riding any distance. The time for starting came. The horses were slow in taking up with this new kind of pony, and several false starts were made. At last they were off, the low safety running even with the three fright- ened bronches, which were being urged on by whipping, spurring riders. Tabby-o-weep never looked handsomer. He was attired in a suit of white buckskin, beautifully beaded by Atnine for a home- coming gift; his moccasins were new and interwoven with bright porcupine quills, and his hair fastened back by a clasp of Navajo silver. Coolly Tabby-o-weep rode on, keeping just behind the horses till the mile post was reached, then going swiftly ahead of all, only to slow down that he might roll a cigarette, then coming in past the first horse, past all, a quarter of a mile ahead. The Indians crowded around the winner, asking many questions, and exam- ining the wheel to find the spirit that made it go. Tabby Little Joe was very excited, and offered to bet all he had—horses, cattle, blankets and squaw—that ‘Tabby-o-weep could beat any horse; but the Indians seem- ed afraid of the marvelous whe and refused to run again that day. F ly one proposed another race the following morning—the wheel against a horse of Wis-i-up, a three-year-old gray stallion that had never been beaten. The challenge was accepted, and the time’ set. Tabby-o-weep was the gucst of honor in the home wick-i-up that night. The rabbit stew was touched by no one till he had eaten his fill; the hot flap cakes were co’ ered with sugar for the “wheel apashe, and a goat was lassoed and milked that Tabby-o-weep might have a fresh drink. When~the stars came out and Tabby-o- weep grew sleepy, Little Joe himself un- fastened the brass buttons of the boy's leggins and unleced the moccasins; then with oil from the wild goose rubbed ‘Tabby- 0-weep’s slender, hard-muscled Imbs_ till his own arms were numb with pain. Even then Little Joe would not leave him, and the last thing Tabby-o-weep realized was the loving face of his old father bending over him, and the fat hand holding his own, and the boy, murmuring “Ninna fader, ninna fader,” dropped off into a long, dreamless sleep. The father roused him in the morning, helping him to dress, combing the curls and tying them with a clean red ribbon. Tabby Little Joe had been early to th river catching fresh fish for his boy’s breakfast, and already had a horse saddled to ride with him to the race track. Loving and careful as he had always been of this child, the legacy of his be- loved dead first wife, he had been doubly #0 since Tgbby’s return from school, and ‘Yabby-o-weep, though always gentle and considerate, showed his appreciation of his father’s care by a greater obedience and more love. The track was in excellent condition, but Tabby Little Joe was not satisfied until he had waiked twice over {t, picking up any small stick or pebble that might trip the wheelpony. ‘The Indians soon began to arrive, and | 4mong the first was Wis-i-up, riding the dangerous looking gray stallion Gho-tesso (Bvil-heart). At sight of the wheel he b came furlous, and was with difliculty re- Strained by the strong arms of the rider hing wildly at Tabby-o-weep's bi- Tabby Little Joe was very pale under his bronzed skin, and he drew Tabby- o-weep to one side, begging him not to ride nst Evil-heart, but Tabby-o-weep fear- beng called a coward more than he ed the great gray stallion. Before the braves and chieftains, who Scorned weakness, Tabby Little Joe seemed careless and fearless, but to the boy he showed his heart, kissing him, begging him to be careful, saying again and again, “Ninna papoose, me heap love you. You die, me die too. Time was up. Two poor starts and then they were off. Far on one side of the road the lithe limbs of the boy sent his wheel “Gave it to me? Why, how’s that?” ask- ed the astonished man. “I haven't receiv- ed any mail at all today.” “Isn't your name Charles C. Clark?” es, sir.” ‘From Burlington?” es, sir.” “Well, l’'m sorry, Mr. Clark, but I was ynder the impression I had ‘several let- ters for you and delivered them. But I guess I was mistaken.” Mr. Clark went away, half grumbling, half satisfied, and Clerk Lewis turned to the Republic man and said “I’m in a devil of a fix; I’m sure I gave that man’s mail away, and—” Just then another guest came up and threw down half a dozen letters on_the counter. “I’m Charles C. Clark of Bur- lixgton,” he said, “but these letters are not for me. Guess there's some mistake about the address.” He turned away before Mr. Lewis had time to question him, so the missives were put away for the other guest. Then the first man returned and wanted to know where his laundry was. He had been promised faithfully, he said, to have it in his room in the morning. it wasn’t there, and he didn’t have a clean piece of linen to his name. The clerk investigated, and was told by the laundress and mes- serger of the hotel that “Mr. Clark’s laun- dry was sent up to his room at noon and mvst be there yet, and please tell Mr. Clark to look again.” “Hang them,” exclaimed Clark, “don’t they think I can see? I searened ‘all over the room, and it's not there.” “Oh, by the way,” said Clerk Lewis, “here are your letters, Mr. Clark,” and he handed over the opened epistles. “Now, maybe 1 can explain about your laundry he continued, after the man had finished swearing about his correspondence being: opened. “There's another Charles C. Clark here from Burlington.” “Yes, here he is,” interrupted the other Clark, coming up to the desk, “and here's a bill for laundry that I don't owe,” and he threw down a yellow slip before Clark No. 1 and the puzzled clerk. Exvlanations followed. One man was Charles C. Clark of Burlington, Iowa, who had been stopping at the hotel for the last week, and the other was Charles C. Clark of Burlington, Kan., who arrived only yesterday. They exchanged pleasan- tries over the matter and adjourned to the bar. Mr. Lewis followed them and in- sisted on paying for the drinks. ——S EGGS OF COMMERCE. The Big Business Done in the Inter- national Trading in Them. From the New York Sun. There is a standard joke in the variciy theaders, @o often told that it has come to have a familiar sound to the ears of patrons, concerning a remark made by a city man who heard that eggs had gone down to a cent apiece. “I don't see how the hens can do it for the price.” Not- withstanding the reduction in the price of eggs, and the almost unlimited supply of them in all countries that have developed thelr agricultural resources, it is a fact that the trade in eggs, thelr exportation from one country to a large item of internation: commeice, as some recent jiigures show. The case of Denmark is in peint. Denmark's trade in eggs with foreign countries, chiciiy with England and Scotland, has grown enor- Mmously. Twenty years ‘ago the Danish export of eg was 600,000; now It is reckoned at 110,000,006. In the same 4 riod thé importation of eggs into Eng has increased tentold, but oniy a pari of the whole number come from Denmark, the other two egg-exporting countries from which England draws ‘its supplies being Holland and #ranc exports to other countries 600,000,000 cgEs In a yeur and Italy exports 500,000,000 Eggs in a year, chiefly to Austria and Germany. The dairymen of the United States de- pend chiefly on the enormous home mar- work. He talks and argues, and ail but tries to browbeat the President into ac HIS DAY A BUSY ON E| pointing the ward heeler. There ts J science around good fellow who has friends ev to the where, to all of whom he feels under obli- | dn gation, and he comes in with pockets theme ow JOH hands filled with recommendations for half- | : a-dozen or more. He urges the claims of | Sue tecend lear | Gach, and in effect tells the President that our ssons _ Well, | nis place in the House or Senate, as the because some day | case may be, depends upon his getting just you may be Prest- | these ular offices. For two long dent of the United States!" Many a youth has been co- erced into a half rt of thing keeps up, the President listening, always listening, nev ing much, except to ask a few point stions, and then at noon the common is tun through the : hour's good _be- | room, and from there is cut havior by this kind corraled in the Pr a few mor re he give haps the most the visitors ¢ “h, and they t ators ¥ Pi hors man who attem: tually. Then of specious reason- ing, and the teacher who does not try to impress the possible her small boys is neglecting perha| thelr oi honor upon her duty. But after ell, does the President have much the best of it in the daily scramble of humanity? Is it then so desirable a place when all its cares and trials, its slights and scorns, its downright drudgery are placed in the balances, alongside a en prs whe want pardons fo wayward boys. The President lov ike all those who ha ppiness well nigh set life has gone out, he is pecu ptible to the piteous pleas with y ssailed. It is so hare a r that the h n the when a pri salary of $50,000 a year, and the plaudits t be just before he is generous of the few people whom he has appointed are s many, oe heart-b, to cflice? The former would outweigh the | Mothers who ih peg i a cit latter ten to one, and yet, the first politi- | fe vina Ont As Sey Sen cal seed to sprout in the heart of the American small boy is the thought that one day he “may become Pr United State imag thei lent of the If devoted mothers really ne that such a future is in store for men children, they should set to werk vigorously, to make those men chil- dren strong and vigorous, so that the: may come to their honors with a consti Among the cranks who slip in at suct times are women who are “ selves to death to pay off the mortgage the homestead,” so they inform the Pri and they } come to him, as h ch, because he draws su pmo: tution of iron. To these qualities might be ane him to give them a hundred added, the patience of Job, the wisdom of | dollar or five te case may | Solomon and the meckness of Moses, bui | toward that desirable end. Others wa having all these it will avail him nothing | Bim to indorse notes fer them. ‘The au and he have not suavity and finesse, with | 8T4Ph fiend is in force, that this omni which to put away without offending the | te, bric-a importunate office seek-r and genera! bore. | it is known t zi ce oe The administration of President McKin- | 4™0ns the callers, they are headed off an ley ° but tive weeks ‘old, and the honors | BOt Permitted to reach the presence of of the office have driven’ him already to | President, but they get in somehow, som seek peace and rest in flight. ‘To most | Himes, and there is alway Sestak Je | People, more particularly those who never | # Circus before they ae none heve beea in Washington, it seems in- | our is given up to th Serer credible that a tew visitors can so soon | St. 2 clock the Pr = to wear a strong man cut. One can scare: wes a : - heme 0) people “a few.” though tine, | Inviles a friend 0} to lunch with over five weeks’ time ‘cy | informally. Both the Presi and when it is taken into consideration that at | MeKinley are fond of having peopic 18,000 of these y office seekers, or | Vited in ay ere King office for others, and tock an hoar, | 2% as the Presi prey or even fifteen minutes’ time to each dele | rege ee Sant boar te One hour is { character are h ven to lunch i gation, the the man who has to listen to a bie is tremendo| one of the lest. Worked offi purfien thet tow mien roan under th liction of Old Glor; Fir Natio labors longer hours than any other mar 32 be » and in the District of Columbia, and he adds Ne San OCG TE uch moments ¢ to his official burdens those of society ered fete 2 7s : than which, nothing on earth is more 4 o'clock promptly he flings care an: acting. : siness aside and goes out for an ho! Methodical in His Habits, sass : President McKinley is as methodical in | is I his habits and customs | sap of ma- chinery. He feels that he mus: be, to en- able him to get through the awfu) amount | of work that piles up before each day health And yet he finds his giving way | served at 7 o'clock 7 F before the strain that has been imposed | dent dons ever ; 5 will only upon h xs as ze | ite friends to this informally, pon “him: by office sedkers and carious. (vite® frieuie to thls tthe Presi- sight-seers. One day ye of ail {dent and his wife sit al by rest, except that some days are a | themselv r di if there are more crowded than ott The P. tien ih | the nt takes them rises about 7, and breakiasts cite! the room e hail, where i mmily at 8:30 in the y litt | they smoke d tell stories. Good stories, Wir room which -overlooks La: | for the President has :hat halt an hour after breakfast i kof telling m pool story well around with the family, a half hour which ‘Arthur was fond of littie | is probably the ple of all the day, | 2 oe it for Major Me. speak of him even the vet now, home-loving man, dome: is ess Ali ther have atal ch demand the resident, reaches the pre Texax Siftings. mother-of-pearl spinal column of a cavernous com fairy fingers rhe ness a fi filled-in form. was abb: ket, and they have rivals in the export of | and interested in all that intereste tae | peeeaine seks Bowe fae ane RO eee te eesti ear een | Sablrling over the ground Just @ little abead|| american: cece Wi tine oi, na” Canada| wate tb owherche teas ee aie mate Lome ae 5 o— BOW Wall Ho wae SETI eee punt | of thel greatigray steadion the (other side: maukings vert ten teens ee Maly and | long-ago days, before jreamed of be- | ®t te White House, amd music of the b face was occuple how ting. The money foe Faster and faster went Evil-heart, till foam | ahead of L a ing the chief magistrate of the nation or | Character, and there are alwa ful gale | once Mas soon for | dropped from his mouth and his hoofs | exporting couviny. Coen exports to | she the “first lady im the land.” He likes | Would seem as though public me io piy seetsk rived of Tabby J. Little,” it | S7uck sparks. Faster went the wheel—tts | o:ner countries 400,000,000 wes in a year. | this morning hour more than any other, | respect the evenings of the President . receipt, ived of Tabby J. “quite | @UShing rider sure of winning this strange | For the fiscal year of 1802 the treasury | too, because, if the which | jeave hi Shara at Remtines sees te UAE OE Hen eee cane | mace: Angry and) more™=angry cgrew the|| fleures\givaan tac fora c ports of Ameri- | they do a great de: theyicand ) eae eee ee its flight.” She came near sink! ware Tne, name? My name, too, | gray till his very eyes seemed like fire. | can eggs to foreign countries 151,00 dozen, | be entertained com without | | vited, but they don’t. They Tabby Little, all same as Tabby Lit- | the listeners heard Tabby-o-weep laugh | which is equivalent to 181200) cus ROnssann he Kind of guests | home life, and talk consulships, secret and call out, “Hurry up, Bvil-heart, my iBcall year 1S : se Prema - there is | ministers, revenue collectors, Dect haisties ine eae vommere ime the fiscal year 1506, however, 1] that the Pr njoys. ‘There is | ministers, revenue ‘ crocuses and anemone; violets and dai not enlivened portations of American eges 328,000 dozen, or 3,036,000 e more than twice as much. inc 38, a later came | sies; still the wick- no hint of restraint, no drawing his kind, no apparent fear that | commissioners till 10 o’cloe throu when and or after, part from. the dig- purs and whips were used on the al- ready maddened animal, till suddenly in little a Sm Gate | The export fig- | nity of his office v n, in the | leave the Pre > ostrich plume, Intghter ainoat eeery tee ean te de sh ere Homie tured son nia ap posed (ore bres for this year indicate a still further | intercourse between Masor, Mckinley and look at the | binde? Ard where ar fa beginning, | Joc would ride the ten miles to the agency | bosamieattietstocsaor SOUth andanee: nerease, and a market for American eggs | his gui He is trauk, cksy and un bis -Scaatiful alate, s health and | all of which mus to see if a le! is likely, therefore, to be secured in what ined, and therein ites his la ments to sign, would bring word Tabby- | next—Oh, Great Spirit! only a bunch of Se een eS issmopy where, where are they r inn y ow! the political campaign orators are accus- | with ali classes. up before he goes to bed, or enaulaa aula’ : Nae Aae bie The Judge got used | blood-stained buckskin, a white cap, a tomed to call, somewhat vagucly, the near By 10 o’ciock the President gets into | work would soon cover another, and he who was peeling p no ride all time like in Utah, | £0 bearing the question: “How many sleeps | broken wheel and a great gray stallion, | torus, his office. To do this he pastes from his | would never get through. By the time the | ty her side, “Sp = y. All day long your Tabby | ROW. you think?” and then the Joyful ex- | pawing, striking, biting, kicking that sense- | “4iU"°: a somewhat curious fact, that the | library, which, by common vonscnt, is the | last paper is attended to the President is | "pn not keep me in a 1 3 is mation o ae pequakew a aulnne less esenne Hee moment a win eyed weight of eggs is materially larger in| sitting room of the family now, inio the | as ed as though he had been working in “Where is he now = =| apashe pikie” (soon, very soon, wn | man, running with incredible speed toward | port PosenCaniel Gabiniee and fi th to the | the harvest field all day, . ed, made nc | boy come). the ‘horse, a pistol shot, and the gray | 2 hern than in southern climates. Cana- | caiinet room, id from there in e Winnifred, ma ny i dian eggs, for instance, are heavier than those shipped from the United States, and eggs in the northern states of this country are heavier than those from the south. ——- see The long June days had come. The pral- rie was brilliant with the purple, yellow and scarlet cactus vloom; the fish lay quiet in the warm water; tHe snow was gone from the mountain tops, and Taoby-o-weep This is just an average day. Three days in the week he gives an hour to sfuking hands with the general puaiic in the east room. The time is 3 o'clock, and it is a motley assembly that greets his eyes. There private office. His special mail is all laid out for him to glance over. Here is where the secretary to the President, Mr. Porier, gets in his fine work. He gets to his desk at least an hour before the President, and, demon fell to the earth lifeless. Tabby Little Joe lifted the bor. The face had been spared, but the body had been crushed out of all human semblance. Only once he opened his eyes, and with a last Florentine, fourteenth century “Doe you mean Mr. Simpkins? nother. “That wretched cigarctte-smoking screamed Winnifrec, spesmodicall with the stenographer, goes through the | @re old men and young ones, oli women | ef how can you! Whete is Roderize? Where $ SECM CHIODRES. three or four hundred letters that are the — wonae: Be all polora, ‘classes he is Cordo de Gastos? Where is Zephyrita the = a ae advance guard of the avaianchs that comes ; ditions of humanity, and little children | ¢air? Where is my poem?” z 5 Homeless Boys Who Are Found in the | Guring the day, The President does not | make a large contingent. Mr. McKinley | ““winnifred, do net take on so,” began Thousands and thou- Congo Villages. : see much of that mail, however. It is sands of men, witiout re- carefully culled, applications for office go- NE alizing it, are’ daily dane- shows his fondness for children by giving | Mrs. MeFingle. stroking some of the gnatls Prof.Drummond, after his visit to Africa, them a tender pat on the head, and a kind | out of her daughter's peroxide of hydrogen suiahne SoGuianEe ing to the proper bureau, political tirades | word for them alone. Sometimes he picks | hair. It is probably on the way buck, like {" It is a measure that ever nest ee al see ao a ee ec St | crank letters and letters of unsolicited ad-| not unlikely that he is thinking of the lit. |“ No, no,” wailed Winnifred, her throat \ei a it S y ‘8 a writer in arper’s \\ gTows faster and brings a vice are all consigned to the same cavern- | tle graves that have robbed his iife of half ¥ choking with emotion as she pointed to the Nj man rapidly nearer and oung People. Wouldn’t we like to know ous maw, which yawns for them handily. | its sweetness. — a nee lous tale is | letter on the floor, “I shall never see it Pps : Just how these boys and girls feel, and | It would ‘doubtless astonish the writers of | told him as the people pass him, but he al | MAtet . Ze Annee ate ee what they think when tees suddenly | this class of letters to know that the | ways listens patiently, and is’ careful to “Surely, surely, they will return it,” soothingly insisted Mrs. McFingle, not cu ing to reach for the letter, for fear her daughter might get the drop on her and go into hysterics while her back was turr business—too much wor- Ty. Too little time to eat and drink—too little and rest—too little thought President never sees one of them. In the nature of things he could not, because life is too short and time is fleeting. The Raid Begins. hurt the feelings of no on Two days a week are given over to cabi- ret meetings, from 1i to 1, and It is then that affairs of national importance are co: landed, fresh from the depths of a savaee land, in the streets of Paris, Brussels or‘| Berlin, and see more things in a day they never heard of than w A 2 sidered. These days ure paritcularly hard | “No, no,” continued Winnifred, “it is gone These are the key- They learn many cine penPaahe ‘oes, | From among the hurircds, yes, thous- | upon the President, becatce he muct want —gone forever! No one will ever hear of of ill-health. The man by stern experience. "lands, of letters that come to the White | sider conflicting ‘nteresis and harmonize | my beaut{ul poem again. It has been m is soon in the grasp of s When von Francois brought an eight- year-old boy from inner Africa to the sea, the youngster chased along the beach in high glee, and before any one could stop him, tried to refresh himself with a big swallow of ocean water. This same boy, Pitti, thought the snow he saw falling al and will s: clutch of some ‘Tvous exhaustion ng them, he must keep his tinger on the puis edily be in of the people through all his cabinet offi- al malady. rostra- deadly con- nent in the is a sure, cepted, and is to be paid ior on publica~ House bearing the name of the President, tion.” perhaps a dozen or two are found worthy of his especial attention, and these are on his desk for his perusal. He also finds a lot of documents ready for his signature. ‘ANHEUSER-BuscH BREWING ASS'N, THE LEADING BREWERY IN THE WORLD. . t hand. in Berlin was a swarm of butterflies. The | These disposed of, he talks for a few mo- paee ne bee first horse he saw terrified him, and the | ments with the private se:retary about the posal ear Berliu newspapers told of his unbounded | business of the day. and by that time the ei bone Ps astonishment at the strange dishes and | great American public is clamoring to be It ac viands on his master’s table. What a marvelous change in the condition of these | be children! Many of them were slaves, and some of them had been brutally treated, and even wounded, by cruel slave dealers. through ing out up new and m fle: ned in on him. At 10 o'clock the raid gins. Senators and representatives in Congress have the call, and the astute study in ebony who guards the door to the office of Secretary Porter, as he has TABBY LITTLE JOE’S LAST VIGIL. Constipation and Indi- gestion are quick urally relieved by PIERC Pierce’s Pleasant action of the bow : PELLETS. ut in effect. Going out shopping? Reinforce yourself against cold and weariness with a hot cup-- coming. Over the long road again »by Little Joe, stopping only to eat his hor; til the railroad was Another day of impatient wait- nd then came the train that brought From out the car stepped a boy, tall and stender, his long dark curls tied back with rimson ribbon that matched the glow on the olive cheeks, a young prince from | the great American race. The stoic com- | posure of the fabled Indian was not {ilu | trated here, for in a moment the boy was in “s arms, the old man sobbing an <hing in the same breath. Then he held the boy off at arms’ length, admiring, yet laughing at the short trousers and “American moccasins;" then untying the crimson ribbon so the wind might have freer play with the curls under the white cap. Then Tabby-o-weep proudly showed his «l, telling his father row fast {t went, er than a horse.” But Tabby Little » shook his head. “Coch, um too-wish- ket" (No, you tell me big joke or lie). Tabby-o-weep decided to wait for a smoother road to prove his assertion. For days after they got back to the age: ‘Tabby-o-weep’s “wheelpony” was the cause of much comment. Some Indians declared it was the evil spirit that made it run so fast; others that Tabby-o-weep was charmed by the evil one so ne could sit on it without falling off, for did not they try it, and always fall off? No Indian liked ridicule well enough to make a second at- tempt. Whenever a mounted Indian could get in the same road with the whcel Tabby-o- weep would challenge the rider of the frightened broncho to a race. Tabby-o- weep seldom won, as the good road would suddenly erd in a bed of rocks or a steep mountain. His fether ridiculed the wheelpony. “Oh, dying effort to put the crushed arms | around his father’s neck, he whispered, “Ninna, fader, your Tabby—’ and was | dead. The Indians left Tabby Little Joe alone with the dead boy. Few could understand the passionate love between these two, but they respected his grief. They saw him lift the @ody and carry it over the mesa and down to the river. There he bathed the facé, smoothed and retied the long black curls, so like the dead mother’s, and «Wrapped him in his own blanket. Then ‘Tabby Little Joe washed, and with the river for a mirror, platted his own hair and arranged his dress. All day long the Indians crossing the river at the ford be- low saw Tabby Little Joe sitting on the bank talking to the dead boy, clasped so tightly in his arms. They touched their foreheads. “All gone, all gone.” One tried to rouse him and make him go home, but ho answered, “Pretty soon, when Great Spirit say so,” and went on kissing the lips that had always answered with a kiss; talking to the ears that had never before been deaf to his voice. Night came; the stars came out. Ah! last night Tabby-o-weep had scolded At- nine for not putting sugar on “Ninna fader’s” flap cakes; and last night he had kissed his father good night, and said, “Your little Tabby heap -love you.” Ali the little things came back to the father sitting alone In the starlight, but most of all were the love words and caresses. Could he live without them? The Indians going home in the moon- light saw him still sitting near the water and heard him singing the death chante— the dirge for the old and the song for the young. All night long Atnine waited for Tabby Little Joe and Tabby-o-comas, but they came not. Today they have good homes, and the world is doing all it can to make them in- telligent and honorable men and women. There are “street arabs,” or homeless boys, in the Congo villages, just as there are In New York city. ‘They live on what they can pick up, and it sharpens their wits to have to hustle: for a living. It would take a smart Yankee boy to beat some of these Congo youngsters in a trade. Even a five-year-old will sometimes amass a little capital. Somehow he: will get hold of a string of .beads. He ‘may trade it for a small chicken, which ‘thrives under his nurturing care, and/in a few months he can sell the fowl for four strings of beads, quadrupling his) capital. Pretty soon he is able to bug a pig, which follows him like a dog and sleeps in his hut, and when piggy grows up chis owner gets a good price for him in the market. The White Fids. I sent my love two ,—one As white as driven stow, And one a blushing rofal red, A flaming Jacjueminet. I meant to touch and test my fate; That night I should divine, ‘The moment I should see my’ love, If her true hea:t were mine. e For if she bolds me dear, I said, ‘Siie'll weer my blushing rose; If not, she'll wear my cold Lamarque, As White as winter's snows. My heart sank when T met her: sure had been overbold. For on her breast my pale rose lay In virgin whiteness cold. ‘Yet with tow wont: ted m With smiles divine! yeas a Uae eee see ere Serer a : “Want” ads. in The Star pay because they Next day a fisherman noticed two great bring answers, guarded the same door for half a dozen other private secretaries of Presidents, nev- er makes a mistake in his man. “Just wait, gentlemen, your turn next,” and a long ‘strong arm is set like a log across the entrance, while the doorkeeper looks over the crowd to see who may with proprity be let in. It is a scene for a painter, that big waiting room, packed to discomfort with men and women waiting to greet the President, and most of them after something. There are legless and aimless veterans, in “faded blouse of blue,” and in the nattiest of spring attire, but the bit of a bronze button on the lapel of each is often associated with a tiny knot of ribbon, which means a “medal of hon- or” man. There are cranks who have in- ventions that they want the President to see and recommend. There are other cranks who have presents for the Presi- dent, which they desire to present in per- son. There are myriads of curious people who want to shake hands with the Pres- ident in his own office, instead of perform- ing that ceremony down stairs in the east room, as they would have an opportunity to do each afternoon. The women have schemes all their own. It is not often that they are after office, though some womeh who want post offices. prejudice their chances by coming to make a special plea of the President, “because they are women.” Many of them have sons whom they want appointed to cadetships at West Point or Annapolis. Dozens of them have schemes for raising money, which they are sure will go like hot cakes, if the President will just indorse them. Others work the charity racket. 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