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13 LETTING IN THE JUNGLE. Further Adventures of Mowgli. e BY —— —~ RUDYARD (Copyrighted 1894 CHAPTER 1L “Men must always be making traps for men, or they are not eontent,” said Mowgli. “Last night it was Mowgli—the last night seems many rains ago. Tonight it is Mes- sua and her man. Tomorrow and for many nights after it will be Mowgli's turn again.”” He crept along outside the wall till he came to Messun's hut, and looked through the window Into the room. There lay| Messua, gagged and bound hand and foot, breathing hard and groaning, and her hus- band was tied to the gayly painted bed- stead. ,The door of the hut that opened into the street was shut fast, and three or four men were sitting with their backs to it. Mowgli knew the manners and customs of the villagers very lairly. He argued that 80 long as they could eat and talk and #moke, they would not do anything else, but as soon as they had fed they would begin to be dangerous. Buldeo would be coming in Defore long, and if his escort had done its duty Buldeo would have a very interesting tale to tell. So he went in through the win- dow, and stooping over the man and the woman, cut their throngs, pulled out the gags, and looked around the hut for some milk. Messua was half wild with pain and fear (she had ben beaten and stoned and cuffed all the morning), and Mowgli put his hand over her mouth just in time to stop a scream. Her husband was only bewildered and angry, and sat picking dust and things out of his torn beard. “I knew—I knew he would come,” Messua sobbed at last. “Now do I know that he s my son,” and she hugged Mowgli to her heart. Up to that time he had been per- fectly steady, but now he began to tremble all over, and that surprised him immensely. “What are all these thongs? Why have they tied thee?’ he asked after a pause. “To be put to the death for making a son of thee—what else?” sald the man sullenly. “Look! I bleed."” Mossua_said nothing, but it was at her wounds that Mowgll looked, and they heard ' him grit his teeth when he saw the blood. - ning knife. ® think they will stay thee. ' member? " Mowgli pointcl through the window. “Whose work is this?’ said he. “There will be a price to pay.” “The work of all the village. rich. I had too many cattle. because 1 was too Therefore, we gave she and I are witches thee shelter.” 1 do not understand. Lot Messua tell the ve thee milk, Nathoo; dost thou re- Mcssua said timidly. “Because thou wast my son whom the tiger took, and be- causo I loved thee very dearly. They said that [ was thy mother, the mother of a devil, and therefore worthy of death ‘And _what s a devil? “Death I have seen.” The man looked up gloomily under his eye- brows, but Messua laughed. “See,” she said to her husband, “I knew, I said, that he was no sorceror. He is my son—my son!” ‘Son or sorcerer, what good will that do us?” the man answered. “We are as dead already.” Yonder said Mowgli. is the road to the Jjungle.” ““And your hands and feet are free. Go now.” “We do not know the jungle, my son—as thou knowest,” , Messua began. *“I do not think that I could walk far.”” “And the men and women would b: upon our backs and drag us here again,” said the husband. ‘H'm,” said Mowgll, and he tickled the palm of his hand with the tip of his skin- “I have no wish to do harm to any one of this village—yet. But I do not In a little while they will have much to think of. Ah!" e _ lifted his head and listened to shouting and tell. trampling outside. “So they have let Bul- doo come home at last. He was sent out this morning to kil thee,” Messua cried. “Didst thou meet him? “Yes—we—I met him. He has a tale to Of that I am certain; and while he 18 telling it there is time to do mwuch. But first 1 will look and see what they mean. Think where ye would go, and tell me when I come back.” He bounded through the window and ran along again outside the wall of the village . until he came within earshot of the crowd Buldoo was lylng on around the peepul tree. and groaning, and the ground, coughing . every one was asking him questions all at ‘ onc His halr had fallen about his shoul- - dors; his hands and legs were skinned from ‘& taste of what was cor.ing. climbing up trees, and he could hardly speak, but he felt the importance of his position keenly. From time to time he sald some- thing about devils and singing devils and magic enchantment, just to give the crowd Then he called for water. “Bah!" sald Mowgli. “Clatter—clatter. Talk, talk. These men are brothers of the Bander-log. Now he must wash his mouth with water; now he must smoke; and when all this is done he has still his story to tell They are very wise people—men. They will leave no one to guard Messua till their tales are stuffed with Buldoo's tales. And—I am becoming as lazy as they He shook himself and glided back to the hut. Just as he was at the window he felt a touch on his foot. “Mother,” said he, forn he knew that tongue well, “what dost thou here?” “I heard my children sing through the “DID THEY NOT SING SWEETLY?” - Woods, and T followed the one I loved best. Little Frog, I have a desire to see th woman who gave thee milk,” said Mother Wolf, all wet with the dew. “Phey have bound and mean to kill her. 1 have cut those Lies, and she goes with her man through the jungle. “I aleo will follow. I am old, but net yet toothless.” Mother Wolf reared herseif upon end and looked through the window into the dark of the hut. In a minute she dropped, noiselessly, and all she sald was: "I gave thee thy . first milk; but Bagheera speaks true. Man goes o man at last.” be,” sald Mowgll, with & very un- pleasant look on his face. *“But tonight I am very far from that trail. Wait here, but do not let her see.'” “Thou wast mever afrald of me, Little Frog," sald Mother Wolf, backing into the high grass, and blotting herself out, as she kunew how. 2 “And aow,” sald Mowgli, cheertully, he came Into the hut again, “they are all sitting around Buldeo, who Is saylng that which did edt happen. When his talk is finlshed, say they will asuredly come re with ) Red—with fire and burn ¥ou both, And then!™ !l have spoken to my man,"” said Messua. *“Kanhiwara is thirty wmiles from beve, but at Ksuhiwara we may find the English—' . #And what pack are they?' sald Mowgli “% do not kuow. They be white and it is KIPLJIN by the Autior) sald they govern all suffer people to burn without witnesses. night we Iive. the land, and do not or beat each other If we can get thither to- Otherwise we die.” “Live then. No man passes the gates to- night. But what does he do?" Messua's hushand was on his hands and knees dig- gIng up the earth In one corner of the hut. “It is his little money,” sald Messua, “‘We can take nothing else." “Ah, yes! The stuff that passes from hand to hand and never grows warmer. Do they need it outside this place also?” The man stared angrily. “He is a fool, and no devil,” he muttered. “With the money I can buy a horse. We are too bruised to walk far, and the village will fo'low us in hour.” say they will not follow tili T choose, but the horse is well thought of, for Messua 1s tired.” Her husband stood up and knotted the last of the rupees fnto his waist belt. Mowgli helped Messua through the window, and the cool night %ir revived her, but the Jungle In the starlight looked very dark amd terrible. “Ye know the trail to Kanhiwa=a:" Mow- gll whispered They nodded. Jood. Remember, now, not to be afraid. And there is no need to go quickly. Only— only there may be some small singing in the jungle behind you and before.” “Think you we would have risked a night in the jungle through anything less than the | have been in a ecage, and I do not think they will bind me with eords.™ “Be wise, then,” sald Mowgll, laughing, for he was beginning to feel as reckless the panther who had glided into the hut “Pah!" he heard Bagheera say. ““This place is heavy with man, but here s just such a bed as they gave me to lie upon in tho king's cages at Oodeypore. Now I am lying down.” Mowgll heard the strings ot the cot crack under the great brute's weight, “By the Broken Lock that froed ma, they will think they have caught blg game! Come and sit_beside me, little brother; we will give them good hunting together. “No. 1 have another thought in my stom- ach. The man-pack shall not know what share 1 have in the sport. Make thy own. hunt. I do not wish to see them." “Be it 80,” said Bagheora. ‘‘Ah, now they come.” Tho conference under the peepul tree had bein growing noisfer and nofsier, at the far end of the village. It broke in wild yells and a rush up the street of men and women waving clubs and bamboos and sickles and knives. Buldeo and the Brahmin were at the head of it, but the .mob close at their heels and they cried: * witch and the wizard! Let us see if hot coins will make them confess! Burn the hut over their heads! We will teach them to shelter wolf devils! Nay. Beat them first, Tcrches! More torches! Buldeo, heat the gun barrel!” Here was some little diffieulty «with the catch of the door. It had been very firmly fastened, but the crowd tore it atvay bodily and the light of the torches streamed into the room, where, lying at full length on the bed, his paws crossed and lightly. hung down over one end, black as the pit and terrible as a dsmon, was Bagheera, There was one half minute of terrible silence as the front ranks of the crowd clawed and tore their way back from that threshcld, and fn that minute Bag- heera raised his head and yawned—eclab- orately, carefully and ostentatiously—as he would yawn when he wished to insult an equal. The fringed lips drew back and up, the red tongue curled, the lower jaw dropped TERRIBLE AS A DEMO} fear of burning? by beasts than by men,” sald Messua's hus- band, but Messua looked straight at Mowgll and smiled. “I say,” Mowgll went on, just as though he were Baloo repeating an old jungie law for the hundredth time to a foolish cub, *‘T say that not a tooth in the jungle is bared against you; not a foot in the jungle Is lifted against you. Neither man nor beast shall stay you till ye come within earshot of Kanhiwara. There will be a watch about you.” He turned quickiy to Messua, saying: ‘“He does not belleve, but thou wilt believe, “Ay, surely, my son. of the jungle, T believ: “‘He will be afraid when he hears my peo- ple singing. Thou wilt know and understand, Go now, and slowly, for there Is no need of any haste. The gates of this village are shut.” Messua flung herself sobbingly at Mowgli's feet, but he lifted her very quickly, with a shiver. Then she hung about his neck. and called him every name of blessing she could think of, but her husband looked enviously across his flelds and sald: “If we reach Kanhiwara and I get the ear of the Hnglish I will bring such a lawsuit against the Brah- min and old Buldeo and the others as shall eat the village to the bone. They shall pay me_twlice over for my crops untilled and my buffalos unfed. I will have a great justice. Mowgli laughed. “I do not know what ju but—come next rains and see what is Man, ghost or wolt They went off toward the jungle, and Mother Wolf leaped from her place of hiding. “‘Follow!” said Mowgli, “and look to it that all the jungle knows these two are safe. Give tongue a Lttle. I would call Bagheera. The long, low howl rose and feil, and Mow- gli saw Messua’s husband flinch and turn around, half minded to go back to the hut. “Go ‘on,” he called, cheerfully. *I said ther2 might be singing. That call will follow up to Kanhiwara. It is favor of the jungle.” Messua urged her husband forward, and the darkness of the jungle shut down on them and Mother Wolf, as Bagheera, rose up al- most under Mowgll's feet, trémbling with the delight of the night that drives the jun- glo people wild. “I am ashamed of thy brethren,” he said, purring. ““What, did they not sing sweetly to Bul- deo?”" said Mowgli. “Too well! Too well! They made even me forget my pride, and by the Broken Lock that freed me, I went singing through the jungle as though I were out wooing in the spring! Dids't thou not hear us?’ “I had another game afoot. Ask Buldeo if he liked the song. But where are the four? I do not wish one of the Man-pack to leave the gates tonight.” “What need of the four, then?’ saidi Bag- heera, shifting from foot' to foot, his eyes ablaze, and purring louded than ever. “I can hold them little brother. It is Kkilling at last! The singing and the sight of the men climbing up the trees have made me very ready. What is man that we should care for him? The naked brown digger, the hairless and toothless, the eater of earth. I have followed him all day—at noon—in the white sunlight. I herded him as the wolves herd buck. I am Bagheera! Bagheera! Bagheera! Look! As I dance with my shadow so I danced with those men.” The great panther leaped as a kitten leaps at a dead leaf whirl- ing overhead, struck left and right into the empty air that sung under the strokes, landed nolselessly, and leaped again and’ again, whilo the ~ half purr, half growi gathered head as steam rumbles in a boller. “I am Bagheera—in the jungle—in the night, and all my strength is in me. Who shali stay my stroke? Man club! With one blow of my paw I could beat thy head flat as a dead frog in the summer.' ““Strike, then,” said Mowgli, in the dialect of the village, not the talk of the jungle, and the human words brought Bagheera o a full stop, flung back on his haur.ches that quivered under him, his eyes just on the level of Mowgll's. Once more Mowgil stared as ho had stared at the rebellious cubs, full into the beryl green eyes Lill the red hair bebind their green went out like the light of a lighthouse shut off twenty miles across the sea; till the eyes dropped and the big head with them—dropped lower and lower, und the red rasp of a tongue grated on Mowgli's instep. “‘Brother—brother—brother!" the boy whispered, stroking steadily and lightly from the neck along tke heaving back. *'Be still, be still. It is the fauit of the night, and no fault of thine.” “It was the smells of the might,” sald Bagheera, penitenly, “This air cries aloud to me. But how dost thou know?” Of course the air round an Tndian village is full of all kinds of smells, and to any creature whe ‘does nearly all his thinking through Ris nosé, smells are as maddening as music and druge.are to an being: Mowgll gentled:the pan: for a few minutes longer, and he lay down like a cat before a fire, his paws tucked under his breast, and eyes half shut. “Thou art of the jungle jungle,” he said at last, k panther. Bat 1 brother." “‘They are very long at that council under the tree,” Mowgli said, without notictng the last sentence. “‘Buldeo must have told many tales. They should come soon to drag the woman and her man out of the trap and put them In the Red Flower. They will find that trap sprung. Ho! Ho!" “Nay, Msien. sald BagBoera. “The fover is out of my blood now. Lét them find me there! Few would leave thelr houses after meeting me. It is unot the frst time I and not of the ‘And 1 love t It is better to be killed | ‘of steelaced wards shooting and dropped till you could see half way down the hot gullet, and the gigantic dog-teeth stood clear <o the pit of the gums till they ran together, upper and under, with the snick home round the edges of a safe. Next minute the striet was empty. Bagheera had leaped back through the window and. stood at Mowgli's side, while a yellow, Screaming torrent scrambled and tumblzd over one another their panic haste to get to their huts, “They will not stir till the day comes,” said Bagheera, quietly. “And now?" The silence of the afternoon sleep se:med to have overtaken the village, but as they listened they could hear the sound of heavy grain boxes being dragged over ‘the earthen floors and set down agalnst doors. Bagheera was quite right; the village waidld not stir till daylight. Mowgli sal still and theught, and his face grew darker and darker. “What have I done?’ safd Bagheera, at last_coming to his feet, fawning. “‘Nothing but great good. Watch them now till the dey. I must go to sleep.” y And Mow- gli ran gff into the Jungle and, dxopp:d like a dead yman across a rock, and slept and slept the day round and ‘the night back R SR S When he waked Bagheera was at his side and there was a newly-killed buck at his feet. Bagheera. watched curiously whie Mowgli went to- work with his skinning knife, ate and drank, and turned over with his chin in his hands. ; “The man and the woman came safe within eyeshot of Kanhiwara,” Bagheera sald. “Thy mother sent the word back to Chil, the kite. They found a horse before midnight of the night. They were freed and went very quickly. Is not that well?” “That is well,” said Mowgli. “And the man-pack in the village did not stir till the sun was high this morning. Then they ate their food and ran back quickly to their houses.” “Did they by chance see the “It may have been. I was rolling in the dust before the gate at dawn, and I may have suog also a littlo song to myself. Now, little brother, there is nothing more to do. Come hunting with me and Baloo. He has new hives that he wishes to show and we all desire thee back again as of old. The man and the woman will not be put into the Red Fiower, and all goes well in the jungle. Is it not true? Let us forget the man-pack.” “They shall be forgotten in a little while. Where does Hathi feed tonight?" “Where he chooses. Who can answer for the Silent One? But why? What is there Hathi can do which we cannot?'’ “Bid nim and his three sons come here to in my But, indeed, and truly, little brother, it is mot—it is not seemly to say come and go to Hathi. Remember he is the Master of the Jungle, and before the man-pack changed tho looks on thy face he taught the master- words of the jungl “This is ail one. I have a master-word for him now. Bid him come to Mowgli, the frog, and If he does mot hear at first, bid him come because of the sack of the fields of Bhurtpore.” “The sack of the flelds of Bhurtpore,” Bagheera repeated two or three times fto make sure. “I go. Hathl can be very angry at the worst, and I would give a moon’s hunting to hear the master-word that com- pels the silent one.” Ho went away, leaving Mowgli stabbing turiously with his skinning knife into the earth, Mowgli had never seen human blood | in his life before till he had seen and—what meant much more to him—smelt Messua's blood on the thongs that bound her. And Messua had been kind to him, and, as far as he knew anything of love, he loved Mes. sua as complefely as be hated the rest-nf mankind. But deeply as he loathed them,their talk, their cruelty and their cowardice, not for anything the jungle had to offer cou'd he bring himself to take a human life and have that terrible scent back again in his nos- trils, (To Be Continued.) ———— HULIDAY ATTENTIONS, Atlanta Constitutio you're looking very tired to- “My dear, night,” {That means a Christmas cloak.) “I'll get your slippers and your pipe—a light." (That's business, and no joke.) Il kil yourself if you keep working 8 (That speech is bound to win!) “Darling, I could not live if you should gt (That means a diamond piny 0 % ad the girl make just the nicest (My head has fallen back!) “The Kind you liked best wiien you married me: (Mercy! a fur-trimmed sacque!) “Poor, tired dear! I'll rub your head for you (n m e despair 1 look.) “Whei « , 0opping I'll be tired, too!" (That mt .s—my pocketbook!) e — Complimenting the Court. Sir Henry Wrixow of Victoria, Australia, who s now studyiug the labor problem in this country, paid the following tribute to the United States supreme court the other day: ‘‘We recoguize the supreme court of the United States as ome of the greatest Judicial institutions of the world. Its de- cisions command the greatest respect in every English court. While its decisions may not have the same techmical precision as those in England, they are broader in principle and are recognized as fountaln beads of the greatest principles of law." : SUNDAY, DECEMBER 16, 1894. AN AEPIE PASS SKI HIG Conan Dofi;s. Adventures in Winter Moun- tain Olimbing. THEIR MULE-LIKE- — IN PERVERSITY Thelr Sodthing Effect on Persons Soffering from Too Much Dignity—How a Palr H Qno Up a Mountain m 9,000 Foet High. 1894, by A. Coman Doyle.) There s nothing peculiarly malignant in the appearance of a' paif of ski. They are two slips of elmiwood, elght feet long, four inches broad, with a ®quare heel, turned up toes and straps in the center to secure your feet. No one to look At them would guess at the possi- bilities which furk in them. But you put them on and you turn with a smile to see whether yout fiends are looking at you, and then the next moment you are boring your héad madly: into a snow bank, and Kicking trantically with both feet and half rising only to butt viciously into that snow bank again, {and your friends are getting more entertain- ment than they had ever thought you capable of giving. ¢ This fs when you are beginning. You nat- urally expect %rouble then, and you are not likely to be disappointed. But as you get on a little the thing becomes more irritating. The “‘ski” are the most capricious things on earth. One day you ¢annot g0 wrong with them. On another with the same weather and the same snow you cannot go-right. And it is when you least expect it that things be- gin to happen. You stand on the crown of a slope and you adjust your body for a rapid slide, but your “ski” stick motionless and over you go.upon your face. Or you stand upsn a plateau which secms to you to be as lovel as a billiard table, and in an instant without cause or warning, away they shoot and you aro Teft behind garing at the sky. For a man who suffers from' too much dignity a course of Norwegian snow shoes would have a fine moral effect. Whenever you brace yourself for a fall it never comes off. Whenever you think your- self absolutely ‘secure it is all over with you. You com to ahard ica slops at an angle of 75 degrees and you zigzag up it, digging the side of your “ski” into it, and feeling that it a mosquito settles upon you you are gone. But nothing ever happens and you reach the top in safety. Then you stop. upon the level to congratulate your companion and you have Just time to say “What a lovely view this is!” when you fiud_yovrself standing upon your two shoulder biades with your ‘“ski” “tied tightly round your rieck. Or again you may have had a long outing without any mis- fortune at all and as you shufile back along the road yo sfcp ‘for an instant to tell a group in. th fhotel veranda how well you are getting ond I-Something happens—and they suddenly find that their congratulat addressed (of thy soles_of your ‘“skl. it your mopfh f5 not full of sncw you yourselt mftterfng the names of a few Sw villages to relieve your feelings. “Ragatz! is a very hapdy'word and may save a scandal, But all tfis‘is in the carly stage of ski- Ing. You hive.to shuffe along the level, to soon ecnverted ours Into a very eomfortable bench, from which we enjoyed the view of a whole panorama of mountains, the names of which, my readers will be relfeved to hear, I have completely forgotten. The snow was rapidly softening under the glare of the sun and without our shoes all progross would have been impossible. We were making cur way along the steep side of a valley, with the mouth of the Furka pass fairly In front of us. The snow fell away here at an angle of from 50 to 60 degrees and as this steep incline along the face of which we were shuffiing sl ped away down until it ended in absolute precipice a slip might have been serious. My two more experienced companfons walked below for the halt mile or so of danger, but scon we | found curselves upon a more reasonable slope, | where one might fall with impunity. And | now came the real sport of snowshoelng. | Hitherto we had walked as fast as boots would do, over ground where no boots could pass. But now we had a pleasure which boots can never give. For a third f a mile we shot along over gently dipping | curves skimming down into the valley with- out a motion of our feet. In that great untrodden waste with snow flelds bounding our vision on every side and no marks of life save the tracks of chamots and of foxes it was glorlous to whizz along in this easy fashion. A short zig-zag at the bottom of the slope brought us at 9:30 into the mcuth of the pass, and we could se> the little toy hotels of Arosa away down among the fir woods, thousands of feet beneath us, Again we had a half mile or so, sKimming along with our poles dragging behind us. It seemed to me that the difficulty of our jour- noy was over and that we had only to stand on our “ski” and let them carry us to our destination, But the most awkward place was yet in front. The slope grew steeper and steeper until it suddenly fell away into what was little short of being sheer precipice. But still that little when there is soft snow upon it is all that is needed to bring out another possibility of these wonderful siips of wood. The brothers Branger agreed that the place was too difficult to attempt with the “sk.’’ upon our feet. To me it seemed as if a para- chute was the only instrument for which wa had any use, but I did as I saw my compan- fons do. They undid their “eki,” lashed the straps together and turned them into a rather clumsy toboggan. Sitting on these, with our heels dug into the snow, and our sticks ssed hard down behind us, wo began to move down the precipitous face of the pass. [ think that both of my companions came to grief over it. I know that they were as white as Lot's wife at the bottom. But my own troubles were so pressing that I had no time to think of them. I tried to keep the pace within moderate bounds by pressing on the stick, which had the effect of turning the sledge ‘sideways so that one skidded down the slope. Then 1 dug my heels hard in h hot me off backwards, and in an instant my 0 skis, tied together, flew away like an arow from a bow, whizzed past the two Brangers and vanizhed over the next slope, leaving their owner squatting in the deep Sn0W. It might have been an awkward accident i the upper field where the drifts are twenty or thirty feet deep. But the steepness of the place was an advantage now, for the snow could not accumulate to any very great extent upon it. I made my way down in my own fashion. My tailor tells me that Harris tweed cannot wear out. This is mere theory and will not stand a. thorough scientific test. He will find samples of his wares on view from the Furka pass to Arosa, and for the remain- der of the day I ias happiest when nearest the wall. However, save that one of the Brangers sprained his ankle badly in the descent, all went well with us, and we entered Arosa at half-past 11, having taken exactly seven hours over our journey. The residents at Arosa who knew that we were coming had calculated that we could not possibly get there before 1, UP THE MOUNTAIN. - zigzag cr move crab fashion up the hills, to slide down without losing your balance, and above all to turp with facility. The first time you try to turn your friends think it is part of your fun.' The great ski flapping fn the air has the queerest appearance, like an exaggerated nigger dance, But this sudden whish round is really the most necessary of accomplishments for only so can one turn upon the mountain side without slipping down. It must be‘done without ever present- ing one’s heels to the slope, and this is the only way. But granted that a man has perseverance and a month to spare in which to conquer all these early difficulties, hd will then find that ski-ing cpens up a fleld of sport for him which is, I think, unique, This is not ap- preciated yet, -but I am convinced that.the time will come when hundreds of Englishmen will come to Switzerland for the ski-ing sea- son in March and April. I believe that I may clalm to be the first save only two Switzers to do”any mountain work (though on a mcdest enough scale) on snow shoes, but T'am certain that'I will not by many a thou- sand be the last. 1 The fact is that it is ‘easler to climb an ordinary peak or to make a journey over the higher passes infwinter than in summer, if the weather is only set fdir. In summer you lave to climb down as well as to climb up, and the one is as tiring as the other. In win- ter your trouble is halved, as most of your descent is a mere slide, If the snow is toler- ably firm It is much easier also to. zigzag up It on “ski” than to clamber over boulders under a hot summer sun, The temperature, too, is more favorable for exertion in winter, for nothing could be more delightful than the crisp, pure alr gn the mountains, though glasses are of course necessary to protect the eyes from the snow glare Our project was to make our way from Davos to Arosa over the Furka pass, which is over 9,000 feot high. The distance is not more than from (welve to fourteen miles as the crow flies, but it has only once been done In winter. Last ygar the twp brothers Bran- ger made thelr .way across on ‘skl.” They were my companipns on the present expedi- tion and more thustworthy ones no noviee could hope to'Kavp with him, They are both le endurance and even a [German did not appear to long spell of thy exhaust them g We were p! before 4 in the morning and had started 46 hRIt past for the village of Frauenkirch,;jwhjre we were t: commence our ascent. A gfeat pale moon was shining in a violet sky, With such stars as can only be seen In *tropies or the higher Alps. At 5:15 we turned from the road and began to plod up tAe*Mfisides over alternate banks of last year's grass and slopes of snow. We carried cur “'ski” over our shoulders and our ski boots slung around our necks, for it was good walking where the snow was bard, and it was syre-{ bo hard wherever the sun had struck uring the day. Here and there in a lollow we floundered into and out of a scftadrift up to our walsts, but en the whole it was easy going, and as much of our way lay through fir woods it would have been difficult to skl. About 6:30, after a long, steady grind, we emerged from the woods and shortly afterward passed a wooden cow house, which was the last sign of man which we were Lo see untll Arosa. The snow being still hard enough upen the slopes to give us & good grip for our feet we pushed rapidly cn over rolling snow flelds with a general upward tendency. About 7:30 the us and the glare upon the great expanse <f virgin . snow became very dazzling. We coming to the Gorresponding hillside with a northern outlock we found the snow as soft as powder and so deep that we could touch no bottom with oub poi Here, then, we tok to our snowshoss and zig-zagged up over the long white baunch of the mountain, pausing at the top for a reat. They are useful things the “ski,” for finding that the SnOW was agein Lard enough to bear us we we reached | un cleared the peaks bzhind | worked our way down a long slope and then | and turned out to. eee us descend the steep | bass just about the time when we wers fnlsh- Ing a comfortable luncheon at tho Seehof. I would not grudge them any innocent amuse- | ment, but stll T was just as glzd that my | own little performance was over before they | assembled with thelr opera glasses. do very well without o gallery trying a new experiment on “'ski, i CONNURIALITIES, One can hen one is Married women in Japan shave off their eyebrows and blacken their teeth. “Why did you run away from your first wite?”” “Because she polsoned my very ex- istence.” “If your first wife polsoned your very existence, why did you get married a second time?’ “Well, you see, I took the second one as a sort of an antidote.” Husband of Her—Do you exp:ct me to marry the whole family? Father of Her and Seven Othors—Well, you are young, you Kknow. Heiress—Now, if 1 promise to marry you, can 1 depend on you? Suitor—Good gra- cious! I expect to depsnd on you. The response of a certain Frenchman to a handsome woman who complained that she had discovered three gray hairs in her head was paradoxical but pretty. He said: “Madam, 80 long as they can be counted they don't count.” Mrs. Blackwood, the Indiana woman whose matrimonial versatility has been a subject of public comment from time to time, is about to marry her twelfth husband. She lives in Marshall county, in that state, and in a matrimonial state that breaks the record. Six of her husbands have been divorced, four died and one was killed. S0 it's all over between us, is it, Laura?” asked George flercely. “Yes, George, it Is over,” replied Laura. “I wouldn’t have minded you flirting with all the girls some of the time or with some of the girls all of the time, but I object to your flirting with all the girls all of the time. Here is your ring.” The leading bachelors of Detroit have or- ganized the “Bachelors' Mutual Benefit and Matrimonial Encouragement assoclation,” the object being to accumulate a trust fund to provide a bonus for members assuming the yoke matrimonial. The dues are $2 a month. The scheme s an attractive one, but what if thers should be an epidemic of marilages among the members? Somebody would fail to get his $2 back. e Co k's Imperial. World's fair “high award, excellent champagne; good ecfferves- cence, agreeable bouquet, delicious flavor,"” e Brooklyn eclothing cutters say as much clothing was made in Sing Sing priscn last year as In all New York City. IMPERIAL HAIR REGENERATOR. Porfoetly rostoras a rieh, lustrons color, makes the hair healthy. and is clean. Steaming, walt or Turk Bathis do not affeet § ural as nature. Detec | Wo make wpplieats and have the | roois in the elty. EDUCATION AL, Miss Lillle J. Martin, who has entered the University of Gottingen, is the first woman who has obtained admission to that institution. President Taylor of Vassar finds the ac- commodations of the college too limited for its necessitis, and has asked the alumnae for §200.000 to cover the cost of a new lec- ture hall and dormitory, President Schurman of Cornell university is arranging a series of lectures for Cornell students on_the subject of national finan money, banking, etc., to be glven by prom inent” writers and public men, Rev. David H. Greer of New York has been appointed the Lyman Beecher lecturer at Yale Theological seminary, in place of Rev. Dr. Henry Van Dyke, who was orig- inally chosen, but who finds himself unable to serve on account of finess, Considerable comment has been created by the action of the school board at Pa., recommending that all the Janitors of school buildings be given police powers. As a large proportion of those who perform this duty are women, this will be one of the first instances on record of women becoming po- licemen. It is proposed to have them ap- pointed by the mayor under an act of as- sembly relating to speclal and private polf men, 80 as to botter enable them to preserve order around the buildings and protect the school property. The teachers and school employes of Chi- cago have prepared a bil to be present:d to the legislature entitled “An act to pro- | vide for the formation and disbursement of a pubdc school teachers' and public | school employes' pensfon and retirement fund in citles having a population exceeding 100,000 inhabitants.” It provides for the setting apart for that fund all money de- ducted trom a teacher for absence from duty | Reading, | or any other cause; an amount not exoeed| 1 per cent of salaries to be deducted sald salaries; all moneys received from donds tions, bequests or otherwise, and all otheér moneys that may be legally devised for the increase of the fund The electrical museum of Cornell university has received a valuable souvenir from Stephen Vail, whose father, Alfred Vail, was associa= ted with Samuel F. B. Morse in the Invention and development of the electric telegraph. Vail invented the semaphore or sounder and | the alphabetical code based on the divisions of time and space, which are often attributed | to Morse, ‘ constructed by Vail in his father's iron works ¢ at Morristown, N. J., and consisted of three miles of wire stretched around the four sides | of a large room. The transmission of th | mossago, A patient waiter 1s no losor,; | over this line by Alfred Vall is the first hig | totle instance of a message sent by telegraph, | and 1ed to the appropriation by congress for the construction of the line botween Baltl ce and Washington, with which Ezra Cog- , the founder of Cornell university, was prominently identified. Last week at a Boston auction a little primer brought $825. Tho primer whieh brought this almost fabulous sum consisted of an Indian translation and the English version printed on opposite pages, a little book which our forefathers prepared for o oulation among the Indian children. The ! ! \ book measures hardly more than four by two Inches, fi that, and is bound in its original caifskin, The English title page reads as follows: ‘““The Indian Primer, or | the First Book by which Children May Knaw | truly To read the Indian Language. And Milk for Babes. Boston: Printed MDOC: XLVIL" It was bought by Littiefield, a Bos« ton dealer, whoso hot competitor was Eames | of the Lenox library In New York, where s the only other copy known to exist, with thirty pages missing. — Three eminent men, all celebrated physicians, declare that consumption can be cured Sir James Clark says, “Th is no longer a matter of doubt, if the proper remedy is used, at consumption adm its of cure Dr, Carswell says, “There was never more conclusive” evidence of the curability of any diease than that of consump- tion.” Dr. Sweet says, “‘From the recoveries I have witnessed 1 will never despair of the life of a patient with consumption.’, These are the statements of men eminent in their profese sion, TRADE MARK A scientific preparation of Ozone, Cod Liver Oil and Guaia- col, is the proper remedy to use 1n censumptionr and all dis- eases of the chest and lungs. brings the patient back to perfect health. 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