Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, October 6, 1895, Page 11

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New Stories of Mrs. Meadows and Her Queer Friends--The Bute ting Cow and the Hitting Stick. By Joel Chandler Harrle, (Copyrighted, 1895, by Joel Chandier Harrls “I hope that isn't the end of the st remarked Duster Jokn “Well,” replied Mr. Rabbit, “we ean either end it off here, or we can carry it on for weeks and weeks.” ak for yourself.’ “or, It you want to, you can tell the rest of the story yourself. No doubt you tell it a great deal better than I can.” “Now you'll have to excuse me,” remarked Mr. Rabbit. “I thought maybe you getting tired and wanted to rest. Go ¢ the tale. I'm getting old and trembl limbs, but I can stand It if the rest can “Well,” sald Mrs. Meadows, turning Buster John and Sweetest Susan, “the chil- dren were very much worrled over the loss of the coal-black sheep and the snow-white goat, and they made up thelr minds to try and get them back. The boy said he would 80 and ask Uncle Rain's advice, and the girl sald she would visit Brother Drouth onc more. So they started on their journey, one golng east and the other going south met with no adventure, by th and, having traveled the road once, they not long in coming to the end of their ney. The boy found Uncle Rain at hom told him all about the loss of his black sheep. Uncle Rain grunted news, and looked very solemn. * “That’s about th ! sald he. ‘It takes son to stand prosperity. Bu 1d. -Your sheep is not lost have stolen him can stand sald Mre, Meadows, can were n with in the to way, were jour- and utiful at the be mighty strong-mind The men way I thought 1t would | you needn't | the animal or seize him. So each party turned back. “The merchants with the white goat reached the tavern first, But they nad hardly refreshed themselves when the tavern keeper came running In and told them that the other | merchants were coming. o take our white goat and hide it in your stable,’ they say “The landlord did as he was bid meeting the merchants with the black sheep, he told them that their companions of the morning had also returned. Then take our black sheep and hide it in your stable, they said. This the landlord quickly did, and returned to the tavern in t 0 hear the merchants greet each other. “‘What are you doing here? asked the black sheep merchants. “‘We have lost our white goat,’ | pliea, ‘and have come | have you returned?’ | ‘We have come on the same errand,’ | sald the others, ‘we have lost our black | shi d have returned to find it.' > the tavern keeper was not a very smart man, but he had no lack of shrewdness and cunning. He had heard the merchan! wrangling and _quarreling over the black sheep and the white g and now he saw them coming back, pretending to be hunting | for both the animals, though neither one was lost. He had sense en to s that there must be something very valuable about the black sheep and the white goat, and so, while the merchants were taking their r freshments, each party eyeing the other wi cion, the tavern keeper slipped out into tabla and carried the black sheep and to an outhouse out of sight the hotel. merchants, the party wante and then, they re- here to hunt it. Why were in a to go away “WHERE'S OUR GOAT?" perity no better than your father can. They will wrangle among themselves and they will never take the sheep away from the tavern, But they shall bo punished. Come with me.’ “Unele rain_went out into his barnyard, and the boy followed him. He went to a stall where a black cow was tied, ‘This,’ sald he, ‘is the butting cow. You are to take her with you. She will allow no one to come near her but you, and when you give her the word she will run over and knock down who- ever and whatever is in sight. She knows the black sheep, too, for they have long been in the barn together. When she begins to low the black sheep will bleat, and in that wiy you may know when you have found it More than that the cow will give you the most beautiful golden butter that ever was seen.' “Uncle Rain untied the cow, placed the end of the rope in the boy's hand and bade him good by. The boy went back the way he came, the cow following closely and seem- ing to be eager to go with him. “The girl who had taken the road to Brother Drouth’s house arrived there safely and told her trouble. Brother Drouth said he was very sorry about it, but as it was not a thing to weep over he didn't propose to shed any tears. “What's done,’ he said, ‘can’t be undone; but T'll see that it’s not done over again.’ He went to a_corner of the room, picked up a walking-stick and_gave it to the little girl. “We have here, he said, ‘a walking stick. It is called the kitting-stick. Whenever you are In danger, or whenever you want to punish your enemies, you have only to say: Hit, stick! Stick, hit! and neither one man nor a hundred can stand up against it. It 18 not too heavy for you to carry, but if your hands grow tired of carrying it, just say, Jump, stick! and the stick will jump along before you, or by your side, just as you please.’ ““Then Brother Drouth bade the girl good- by, and she went on her way, sometimes carrying the hitting stick and sometimes making it jump along the road before her. “Now, then, while all this was going on the greedy merchants found themselves in a fix. When they first got hold of the coal-black sheep and the snow-white goat, they thought that they had had a good deal of trouble for | nothing. Rut merchants—especially the mer- chants of those days, when there was not as much trade as there is now—had very sharp eyes, and it was not long before they found the springs under the horns of the sheep and the goat. Having fourd the treasure, they remembered that the man had spent more money In two days than the horns of the animals would hold, and this led them to discover that the horns were always full of treasure. “For a little while they were very happy, and congratulated one another many times over. But in the midst of their enjoyment the thought came to them that there must be a division of this treasure. The moment the subject was broached the wrangle began chants and the great question was how to There were more than a dozen of these mer- divide the treasure so that each might have an equal share. Though they took millions trom the horns of the black sheep and the white goat, vet whoever had the animals would still have the most. “It was a mighty serious question. They argued, they reasoned, they disputed and they wrangled, and once or twice they came near having a pitched battle. But finally, atter many days, it was decided that one party of merchants should have the black sheep and that another party should have the white goat. This didn't satisfy all of them, but it was the best that could be done, and so they separated, the party with the white goat going south, and the party with the black sheep going east. “Now a very curious thing happened. If elther party had kept on traveling It would have met the boy or the girl—one with the butting cow and the other with the hitting stick. But both parties were dissatisfied, and they had gone but a little way before they stopped, and after some talk, determined to €0 back. The merchants with the white goat determined to follow on after the merchants that had the back sheep and secure the ani- mal by fair means or foul. The merchants with the black sheep determined to follow the merchants with the white goat and buy nd leave the other at the tavern, o they aited and waited—the black sheep party waiting for the white goat party to go, and the white goat party waiting for the black sheep party to go. “‘When do you leave? says one. ‘‘As soon as we find our sheep. do you leave? says the other. ““‘Quite as soon.’ “There was not much satisfaction for either party in this for either side. Fina of the merchants called the tavern aside and asked him where he had put the black sheep. “‘In my stable, your man. “Then another merchant called the tavern keeper aside and asked him where he had put the white goat. ‘In my stable, your honor,’ he replied. ow, as each of these merchants went out to see that his precious animal was safe, it was perfectly natural that they should sec each other slipping about fn the yard and that they should meet face to face in the stable. Both made the excuse that they thought they might find their lost animals at that point and both were terribly worked up when they saw that the stable was empty. Each went back and told his companions, and pretty soon there was the biggest uproar in that house that the tavern keeper had ever heard. “Both parties went running to the stable, falling over each other on the way, but the black sheep and the white goat were gone. Then the merchants went running back to the tavern and began yelling at the tavern keeper. Instead of making any answer that cunning chap put his fingers in his ears ana politely asked the merchants if they wanted to jar the roof off the house. They danced around him, velling and snaking their fists at him, but he kept his fingers in his ears. “Finally they caught ho.d of the man and began to pull and haul him around at a great rate. In this way they compelled him to take his fingers out of his ears, but he could hear little better, for the whole crowd was When honor,’ replied the “JUMP STICKS." dancing around and squalling like a lot of crazy people at a picnic. All the tavern keeper could hear was: “‘Where's our—' ‘Sheep!" at! “There was more noise than sense to this rippit. There was so much noise that it aroused the whole neighborhood, and the people of the village came running in to see what the trouble was. Among them was the mayor, and he succeeded in quieting the rum- pus, not, because he was mayor, but because he had a louder volce than any of them. “When everything was quiet the mayor asked the merchants why they were acting like crazy people. ** ‘Because this man has robbed us, they cried, pointing to the tavern keeper, *‘Of what has he robbed you?' asked the mayor, Of a black sheep and & white goat!’ they replied. ““Your honor,’ sald the tavern keeper, when the mayor had turned to him, ‘You have ‘You've got our—' 'I’IIE OMAHA DAILY BEE: “U‘NTD‘\Y, that T was a thief. I want to ask these men a few quesions.’ By this time the two par- ties of merchants had ranged themselves on different sides of the room. The tavern keeper turned to one. ‘Didn’t the men over there come into this house and tell you that they had lost their white goat?' “‘They certainly did,’ was the reply. ‘Then he turned to the white goat party. ‘Didn’t the men over there tell you that they had lost their black sheep and had come back to hunt it? ““They certa “Both partles tried to had placed thelr animals in charge of the tavern keeper, but while they were ming and hawing a queer thing happene: The boy had come up with his butting cow and seeing the merchants still in the tavern, he led her to the door, and told her to do her whole duty and nothing but her duty “While nly did,’ came the answer. explain that they bellow, her tafl curled over her back, went at the men head down and horn points up. Tables and chairs were nothing to t butting cow. them, and in a little while the room cleared of the merchants, were hurt so badly that they could scarcely crawl away. ““The mayor had Jumped through a window, and the village people had scattered in ali directions. By this time the tavern keeper, who had remained unhurt, was laughing to himself at the fix the merchants found them- sclves in, for the butting cow was still pureuing them. But he laughed too soon. The little girl came to the door with her hitting stick. “Hit, stick! Stick, hit!" she cried, and in an instant the stick was mauling the tavern keeper over the head and shoulders and all about the body. “ ‘Help! help! shouted the tavern keeper. ‘Somebody run here! Help! I'll tell you where they are! I'll show you where they are.' “'Btop, stick,’ sald the girl. me where my snow-white goat is." “ Yes!' exclaimed the boy, ‘Show me where my coal-black sheep I “‘Come,' said the tavern keeper, and he went as fast as he could to the outhouse, where he had hid the animals. They were in there, safe and sound, and the children was ‘Now show koowa me all my life, and have uever heard made haste to carry them home, “So the farmer was once more rich and hem- | the merchants were trying to ex- | plain the cow rushed Into the room with a | and | She ran over them and through | and some of them | wesult from a combination of common sense and science. OCTOBRR 6, 1893, TABULES—~= "Doctors ™ éverywheré use thubarb and soda in treating digestive troubles—and ‘most ph)snml troubles are dlgcsuve. Each physician modxfics the mixture more or less, but the _main mgredl- ‘ents are always the same. § Grandmother didn't know anythmg about m;dncmc, but she knew that “pie plam “ywas “healthy” and that soda settied lhg mmacb, Ripans Tabules grew from i knowledge of these things. Rhubarh pd soda’ are:hcbasc preeperous. He shunned the tavern and kept at work, and in this way prosperity brought happiness and content to all the family. And by giving freely to the poor they made others happy, too. THE A OF ANIMALS. Some of Them Remarkable for Y and Vitallty. Many animals live to a sarprising age, re- talning their vitality so long, that it is diffi- cult for man to count ghejr years, Of all, the oldest, or rather {hedone attaining to greatest longevity, is the Greenland whale, which, if the inferences from its growth be correct, lasts between 300, and, 400 years. The king of beasts probubly prowls his native heath three-score and ten years, for even in confinement he Has been known to live this period. A llon kndwp as *“Pompey” remained in the Tower of Lohdon over sev. enty years, and his age was unknown when captured. 'Another, brought' ffom the river Gambia, died at the agd of ‘3. Leopards, bears and tigers live about' twenty-five or thirty years; the camel, forty ‘and more; the rhinoceros and hippopotamifs from seventy to eighty, and the elephiant certainly from 140 to 150. Ajax, the famous. warrior, cap- tured an elephant from' Poris, a king of India, and inscribed upon & brass plate the history of the victory. 'Aftef this was se- curely fastened the animal was set at liberty and it turned up 350 years afterwards, stiil having the plate recording the story! The tortoise lives an astonishing time. Several specimens of the Indian variety are to be seen in the Zoological gardens of Lon- don promenading in their quiet fashion, though each is known to be over 200 years old. ~ Two very antiquated tortoises reside near York, England, which were brought from Rochelle soon after the seige in 1628, and were personally acquainted, in all prob- ability, with Joan of Are. A document called the Bishop's Barn, among the archives of the Peterborough cathedral, contains some astonishing details of a torfoise which dwelt in the palace garden over 200 years, The bishop's predecessor remembered it over sixty years, and he was the seyenth bishop whose mitre had been seen by the venerable reptile. 1t shell was perforated and attached to & chain o that It might roam the garden with- out a keeper or straying away. Another tortolse appeared at Lambeth palace about the year 1625, during Archbishop Laud's of their composition. R and S in the name stand for these. \p!dl of the o.hct lcucr$ stands for another ingredient, the quantity of which is small. | Fn:l\.u. howwer pl.\y§ an important part in relieving the body of the aggravated mu(md»glmm The rems edy is as simple as if it came fror your own garden M“ cwve 8 i._( a magicidh made it. It will cure sick people and keep well paoplé well. figa m;;vc and, acure; a medicine and a tonic. It wilj cure any WMM from the swn{a ach—and most hieadaches do coms from the stomacty Gt will ¢tire ccnsupndom biliousness, dyspepsia. It wiil pot your dody in ggch a deap, healthful condition that you will sleep restfully ansl get up in wtmw witha da:bnfl and a clean mouth—full of vigerous vitality for a day “Wflbm Ripans Tabules are made of rhobarb, ipecac, pénrermint,” aloes, pui eSS, i vomica and soda. There is g secret abont them. Ask your doctor boui these drugs, and he will tell you that each and his daily practice.* Any doctor fl!‘y Q894 accestary i m ?n five you .a prescription )ust about as good as Ripans Tabules, but these isn't a druggist in the country who can put the prescription up ag well as Ripans Tabv ules are put up He has not the facilities for as exact :\‘n.uracy as is a feature of Ripans Tabules, He will put the prcscnpq "tion into powders, or igto unswallowably big capsulcs, Ripans Tabules are 91 just the right_siza %They aré [made of the highest gride dFy ey are put up in little vials t}m money will buy, t will go into a vest pocket or chopping bzgf The air-tight vial keeps ghen always fresh and prcscrvcs their efficiency, ONE IS A:DOSE. K bo% containing six vials, cach with 6 Tabules—a. 36 Tabules in all—costs 50 Cents, post-paid. to any address.; Most all druggists sell them. K‘Thosc who don't, ought to, Ripans, Tabules are made by RIPANS~—= CHEMICAL €O, 12 SPRUCE STREET, NEW_YORK ~<=> - residence there, but it died in 1753 through the neglect of the gardener. Some of the birds live to a green old age also. Falcons and ravens themselves cele- brate their golden weddings as they attain t0 a hundred years and more; pelicans and herons live fifty years; peacocks, twenty; hawks, thirty; geese, a hundred; nightin- gales, over ten; domestic fowls, and thrushes and other wood and field bird: acquiro from eight to nine, while wrens do not survive three years. The age to which a swan may live is dif- ferently estimated. Bacon said a hundred, and Geldsmith declared three hundred. tainly, in 1672, a swan lived in Holland, the town of Alkmar, wearing a collar dated 2, and in Molleson's museum, England hcro is a stuffed bird known to fame as the “‘old swan of Dun,” which died in 1823, aged 200 years. TWO clent Titles. There are two knights of the anclent and {llustrious Order of the Golden Fleece who are under 10 years of age. One is the 9- year-old king of Spain, while the other is the 8-year-old duke of Braganza, the crown prince of Portugal. It seems that the king of Spain Is always grand master of the eight Spanish orders of the knighthood, the principal of which is that of the Golden Fleece, Toison de Oro, as they call it in Spanish. Two years ago the baby king, with due pomp and ceremony, presented the decora- tion of the order to his young cousin, the duke of Braganza. The decoration consists of the royal arms, in which are included, be- sides the arms of Castile, Leon, Grenada, and the lilies of the royal house of Bourbon, the arms of Austria, Sieily oy and Brabant Surrounding the whola s a representation of the golden fleece, with the motto ante feret quam flamma micet. The order Is worn on « red and yellow ribbon, the national colors of Spain. The Order of the Golden Fleece Is one of the oldest In existence, having been founded in the fifteenth century by Philip the Good, duke of Burgundy, at the city of Bruges, as a compliment to that town, no small portion of whose prosperity arose from its woollen trade. Indeed, 80 prosperous had the city become by this means, and such was the magnifi- ten years; | Cer- | in | Advertlsement Deslgned and Tnserted ' for Tur PRINTERS' INK ADVEATISING Uus ~ REAU, 10 Spruce St., New York, cence of the Flemish court, that no European monarch could equal or approach it. When the wife of Philip the Fair of France visited Bruges she exclaimed, “There are hundreds here who have more the air of queens than myself."” nips of every nation took in and dis- charged their cargoes at the quays; the wars houses wero filled with bales of ‘wool from England and with silk from Persia, and the argosies of Genoa and Venice came laden with the produce of the east. In founding an order, , it scemed that the classical one , 100, ¢8 it therefore, in this a most suitable name of the G D Fle is (£ chivalil: valoro s , Argonautic fleet, as every boy and girl who has studled mythology knows, was made up of a band of heroes, commanded by Jason, who eailed in the good ship Argo from Thessaly to the farthest shore of the Black Sea in quest of the Golden Fleece, which was there guarded by a dragoon in a grove sacred to Mars. Many and great were the dangers en- countered on the way, and valorous and bra were the deeds of the members of the ex- pedition before they finally reached the dragoon and Jason became master of the fleece, PRATTLE OF THE YOUNG IS, Jimmie has been staying in the country all summer with his grandpa, who allows him to assist in all the labors of the farm, and Jimmie thinks that farm could not be run without his valuable assistance. His mother does not appreclate his achievements in that line, and would prefer that he kept a little nearer the head of is class. One day she said to him: “Jimmie,” why aren't you as smart as Willle Brown? He can read splendidly and always knows his lessons.” “Well,” replied Jimmie read pretty well, like 1 can.” 'may be he can but he can't manage & farm A certain minister in Loulsville, Ky., Is the father of a very bright youngster, who has the bicycle fever. The minlster had occasion to leave the city a few days ago on a short trip and the first night after his departure the little fellow was saylug his prayers as usual, and wound up without making any ref- erence to his father. stroked his curly he His moth and aske You are not through, are you?”" “Wihy, yes,” answered tho youngster; what else must I pray for?" “For your papa's safety,” replied the mother, The youngster sprang from his knees in sure prise and cried, “Why, mamma, I didno't know papa had ‘a safety.” r softly Teacher—You're Sammy. ammy (8 years old)—Yes'm. My ma won't give me a bieycle, and it takes nalf an hour to_walk. Teacher—Why, Sammy! 1 live several blocks farther than you, and 1 get here in ten minute mmy—Yes'm. legs! late again this morning, But think of my short 41 sorry, Willl school teather, “to see you keep your seat when the superintend asked those who wanted to go to he e. Don't you want to go to he es'm.” “Then why didn't you rise?’ *'Cos he didn’t have no ‘right to tell me to rise, ma'am,’ an- swered Willie, “He ain't no Angel Gabriel sald his Sunday e what I have got,” up a shining dime, “Where did you get hls father. ““Made It out o' bottles,"” sald Bobby. “They was a lot of dirty bottles full o' red stuff that you dpn't ever drink down cellar, and I got this for ten of 'em.” sald Bobby, holding that?" asked el g Mr. Fisk,” began a who conducied the cross-examination, not a fact that you harbor a female oes by the name of Mrs. Fisk." es, sir.” < )0 you not support her do, sir.” s she your legal wife?” i “No, sir.” Jurors scowled, > You will admit that, although you havd never been married to her, she lives with you?" “Yes, sir." ] That Is all. You may step down.” The legal lght looked victoriously at tHe Jury. “One moment, Mr. Fisk,” sald the opposing lawyer. “What relation exists between you and the lady referred to?" ‘She is my grandmother," lawyer, s 1t who St. Louly

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