The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, June 12, 1898, Page 31

e P ! 4 AR ) P e LAy “ ”1“' L WHAT THE GIRLS DID FOR THEIR NATIVE LAND said Larry Brently, with sarcastic intonation. “I do not see that my martial spirit, as you term it, “If T were 2 man my st ambition would be to defend my flag from ignominious insult, have the misfortune, as you seem to consider it, to be a girl, T will do my share with my father's permis- it outburst, but Larry, not in the “oncerted, said: s cheap enough to talk. Girls lows can be drafted in case of neces- Soon the tickets were printed and for sale in all the stores. People’s curiosity was aroused. They wondered who the members of the Maine Club were. They bought tickets out of mere curiosity. One day Mr. Wesley, principal of the Jefferson High School, who was also in the secret, ordered all the nupils to appear in the assembly hall, when they were seated and he rose and said: “I have here a communication from the president of the Maine Club, who de- sires me to read it to the whole school.” Mr. ey—Dear Sir: I, as president of the Maine Club, write to ask you if you will kindly distribute this bundle of tickets among the pupils of your school. It {s for a noble cause, and I trust that the pupils will respond accordingly. We do not wish to be wn at present. Hop- ing to recelve a favorable answer, I re- main yours truly, PRESIDENT OF MAINE CLUB. Enthusiasm ran high after the read- ing of this letter, and not one pupil took less than five tickets to sell. The the Maine Club smiled members of k ingly when Larry Brently volun- teered to sell twenty tickets, It was the night of the entertain- ment, the old town hall was resplen- dent in flags and bunting. rtainment went off glori- efore the national hymn, “America,” was sung by the audience twelve girls with regalias of red, white and blue appeared upon the stage. HEROIC BEAUTY AND HER PERILOUS ADVENTURE EAUTY, she who by love was able to transform the unfortunate Beast into his proper shape of a Prince, he having been made a beast by witchcraft, heard that there were, in a cave, surrounded by the dreadful fastness of the Thorny For- est, two young princesses, who had been turned into wolves by a bad fairy. As soon as she heard this she went to an old Wizard who dwelt in a hut under a charmed linden and asked him what she could do to save the young girls from their unhappy plight. “Child,” said the Wizard, “you know not what you ask; to save them you must go alone over a perflous path- way, beset with so many dangers that the stoutest-hearted man might be ex- cused for turning back in fear. I love your prince, so that I must tell him, and he will ve you from the danger vou have already invited, for I see that the bad fairy now angry with you.” ¥ answered in a firm voice: R 1 say cannot frighten me. an save them that will I do. No less would repay the debt I owe for my n happiness.” ‘But you will lose your life and with that dreadful happening will go out the happine of the Prince, whom you love s0 dear] “Wigard, say no more. T am not to be moved. All' that T dared to save the Beast, so much will I now dare for same time a voice told her: “Never more alive shall you pass this way until you have met with success. You are now in the land of the bad Fairy, who is proud of her name. By all acts will she try to deceive you. Be- ware and farewell.” Beauty looked backward and saw her Prince standing near the wicket gate and his tears flowed so fast and Is voice was raised in such piteous entreaty that had she been less brave she would have turned back. But she only cried out, “Farewell for a tims, sweetheart; and if it be forever, then forever think of me, your Beauty.” “Farewell, my love,” the Prince ans- wered, as well as he could, his voice being broken by sobs. “If T can find the way I will follow you.” “Be brave, be hrav With these parting words Beauty disappeared as che passed around the turn of the path, and even her voice was lost to the Prince. And now he broke out in fresh lamentations, every accent of which borrne to Beauty, while the Prince was not able to hear one word of con- solation which she spoke. This was a part of the wickedness of the bad fairy, who hoped to dishearten Beauty. The words Beauty spoke were mocked by the bad fairy, and the Prince thought that he heard Beauty say cruelly: “Alas, I see now, in this wood, that I 81 dear cruel message came td him, “Beauty is dead for her folly.” From that time he ‘would not be comforted. But brave Beauty was not dead. She walked through the wilderness until her feet were sore and bleeding. She found no lack of berries to eat, for the cruel, bad fairy had it in mind to per- mit Beauty to tire herself out and get 80 discouraged that she would be will- ing to turn back. Around her were strange noises to lure her on. She fan- cied that she heard the voices of the unfortunate Princesses. calling to her and almost ran. -Then her heart sank | as she heard a mocking laugh that she had learned too well, and she knew that the bad fairy was watching and mak- ing fun of her. Even the voices of the flerce eagles in the forest, who fre- quently swooped down and threatened to tear her hands and face with sharp beak and talons, had the voice of the bad fairy. Then Beauty would hear the sound as of a great waterfall, and the earth would tremble under her feet. She would start back in terror, only to hear once more that mocking laugh. Hour after hour, pursuing her weary way, ready to fall with fatigue, but too alarmed by shrieks, howls and other terrifying noises to dare to sleep, what was her bitter grief and chagrin and sense of defeat when she came to the very gate from which she had started, and knew that the wicked fairy had led her in a huge circle, so large that she had never guessed its curves. So she had done all this for nothing, and she might pass many days this way and not accomplish her end. She was too brave to try to open the gate. So long as she lived she would not turn back. Was her Prince near? She rested a lit- tle and then moved wearily on. Soon her brain began to imagine that strange shapes were {n the way, and they had ah appearance of reality. Lions were crouched, ready to spring upon her; tigers lashed their tails fur- fously from side to side; serpents of huge size hung from trees across her pathway and sought, with rapid move- ment, to inflict death upon her, and she could not help thinking how terrible it would be to be wrapped about by their fey fold, and to be slowly crushed to death. Who could blame Beauty that she sobbed? She lay down upon & couch of thorns Hardly had she and tried to sleep. through the gate and into a large gar- den without any objection. She was not alone. Before her stood a man who had a sword and he said in a sol- emn tone of voice: “I am Bluebeard the Second, and it is my joy to cut oft young girls’ heads. When I have cut off ten I will be free to go hence from this prison yard.” ; “And how many have you cut off so far?’ “Nine."” “And mine {s—" “Yours is the tenth.” “Is there no way for me to escape? “One only. Give up your idea of saving the Princesses from their fate and the bad fairy will even yet forgive you for your daring.” Now Beauty was bright, and when she heard this she knew that the course she had taken had already won a par- tlal victory over the bad fairy, and she said in a firm and bold voice: “I will never give up the strugsgle until the sisters are released and happy.” Bluebeard whirled his sword rapidly around his head and stepped forward to seize Beauty by her hair. Beauty screamed with fear, for the keen blade of the sword came so near to her that she could feel the wind as it passed. It was as sharp as a razor and hissed dreadfully. Beauty was nimble and managed to dodge the sword, but Bluebeard over- took her so nearly that he almost had her by the hair when he caught his foot in a vine, and he fell. Before Bluebeard could rise Beauty had the sword, which flew from his hand. “Mercy, mercy,” begged the ster. “On one condition; be my elave and do as I bid.” “The bad fairy will kill me if I do.” “March,” commanded Beauty. The monster cowered and obeyed. He led the way to the entrance of a cave. Forth from the cave rushed two wolves, their jaws dripping with foam, their throats sending out hoarse threats. The monster grinned horribly, for he thought that Beauty would turn back affrighted, and that so she would be defeated, and the wolves would tear her in pieces. Look at her as she stands there! She shows no fear, but mon- E ketch ’em coyote one day in trap, Heap cross, he coyote go snap, snap, snap. He no like old woman: he no He like ’em dead squirrel heap better—you see? like ’em me. have wasted my time and love, for here is a paradise from which you have long and eruelly kept me away.” So the Prince’s heart bled afresh, and had it not been that he was so true. so brave and so kind, he would have thought that Beauty had suddenly be- come unworthy of hid great love. But these helpless ones, for a light breaks over me—that they can be saved only by a young girl, and that T am the one for whose coming they have so long hopefully waited.” “Wise and t Her face Little boy he go pat him—coyote heap glad— Mabhali go feed him; he get very mad. One day little boy break ’em chain—yes, he do— Coyote run 'way—little boy he run, too. THE OFFICER. REHOLD, I am the officer, bound L2 jor far-off Manila The Spaniards there will surely find 8 ] F 8 s £ 8 4 ve girl, you have read Coyote he catch "em jack rabbit one day. nuRRLRVRVEIKK I am no feather pillow :'{:n:::t ';‘;_’:fv“‘Shfl“t'?tl,l“:"“_?‘;"‘:";'t n}l’:*?:u‘t‘i ': Little boy he can eat em, coyote he say. For } e wave my sword who was speaking so. Long, long days ce Little boy he heap sabbe, coyote heap good. they'll know the-e is a risk O, passed before he knew whether he * He take "em to mountain; they hunt him in wood. < Th irge made by the could be happy more. Long days and ; ; 8 boys from San Franci long nights he wept for the loss of 8 Mahali heap sorry little boy run away. o8 Beauty, for his fears told him that he g Me hunt ‘em in sagebrush: me find where he stap 3 “r,]vjutlg x;tef::: gae'hfir mo}:e. P Me go up in mountains, coyote l’lc know— g As to you girls doing anything, THE CAVALRYMAN. 3 ay he asked the Wizard o, He make little boy run away in ’em snow, : "1“ raing £ be $eans h r ml ?(h{;“ ":'"‘b'“’fi g onelicie o g en_to be " 4 2 . y | ¢ he se I 0 as wicket gate the path w! 2 b : i we will prove t0 Qur troops across the battlefield will Me call ’em, he hide him—he know me heap scold, o you that sre than talk.” run as fast as spiders. Me find ’em by'm by—little boy he in bed. @ " After this the group separated, the T Me take "em down home—little boy, he all dead. 5 A AR RARRRE AR RE R R R AT AT L AT EEE L closed her eyes when soft muslc aroused her. Softer was the strain she heard than the west wind when it sets all the fiery harebells to ringing; We'll fight all day, we'll fight all night and never sleep in tent. O. No sleepy heads are there among the corps from Sacramento. fine speech, boys quite efate; spee: girls fuming as they considered it, inwardly at the ungallant remarks. A few days.after Mercedes Clinton called her girl friends together at recess and " devuiged to them the following plan: d murmur rose as She I trembling waits for the wolves, which bound to- ward her rapidly with great leaps. And now they are so near that she looks into their eyes and feels their rer said that he yvesterday and It Mercedes Clinton carried a banner, THE INFANTRY. i Jp slnce Ly Drondv e o) nimaniin defiem uE Seold, e 0 ik sndidiciny Tngs lseep in their downy nest un- at them with the sharp sword, and the the heads of both roll in the dust. In the der the shadow of the flowering thorn. place of the two wolves stand the two v pained at his word e s %13t swale i aD instant. . I was dee ince th Great were the cries of the audience, Shoulder to shoulder, on we march I have been planning to ang the old town hall fairly rocked o mte thedeas aith i 2 ! e 5 Pri FEE T 3 » give the dons a thrashing. Beauty, Beauty,” said a soft voice. FPrincesses. that girls are not rtial in from the ;wfl'rms of lhhe‘trenlv'}’\illvl‘\s‘;\ln. S auGil)we &ver o dereated: allant e e A voice sang through the woods ,y, spirits a ter the noise had subsided Mer- = Ep e % v v “Behold, how love has again won the know that the President h‘::s cedes made known !z\e reason for mfi Dde‘){: : nfu“;}fig';',’g A hml'—éei:‘r:]\get‘xjh:h;‘(rmc%‘sys:‘?e“‘?R;'{le T8 ane he it e S ou e that no women to the subscription tags attached to eac] L s $ 2 SR = feared not Blueb. ’ as nur: » that cuts us off th‘kehl by the boys of Fresno. bad fairy sleeps, for she thinks that uebeard nor feared flerce wolves, when she was led on by un- selfish love to save the sisters even as she raved the Prince.” Ai ui1e mentidbn of the Prince the gates of the horrible wilderness were but what do you say to forming It is needless fb say that the dona- tions were generous, for when the re- ceipts were counted it was found that they had made a clear profit of nine hundred dollars. you are dreaming. One moment only we have to tell you what to do. Then we will be lost if you do not hear and attend to what we say. silence for a few minut: nt outburst. Jack alu in his throat the secrets of magic truly; and I see that you are the favored one of fate; but I also love the Prince and my duty THE ARTILLERY. BANG. banv! Just hear our cannons ion, for the benefit of cents for admi o) S 2 “Follow the path no more, but boldly & iced counte- tne war supply fund. We will work in The next morning Larry Brently ) himis to see that you do.not go upon i They make a noise like ;e into the briers. Yo will come ghro™ ins Sy bue even ret, only the talent we nd a came forward and apologized hand- this journey, which he, with frequent MMNCERy s to a lodge. There be bold. to where Beauty stood. They .went hastily of the leading citizen will somely to the girls for the insulting (C8rs and with great distress, has fore- And all the Spanish soldier chaps had " Beauty felt comforted and slept to "02®ts place together, and as the 1 ot 1o help us will know who we 3 remark of the week before. see My advice to you is, ‘o think of better stand from under. soundly. When she awoke she plunged gate could never be closed agati, the in a rational lig “Of course the entertainme The Maine Club still thrives, b its this no more. Old Mother Spain will ~ub her eyes and boldly in among theé briers, where there forest was soon destroyed By onder of k you for telling osed of a farce, patriotic anthems, membership has increased to sixty Forth went Beauty without another find that not mu:h she knows was no path, just as she had been di- the Prince and the power of the bad 1 of making war U and add ] Attached to gifls, They did ‘not end their good Word, but the Wizard read her rinrd When she sets up her men to fight the rected to do. She had many times t0 fairy departed at the same time. 1ld be a good idea to sere- the tickets we will have subscription work that night. It is their intention and knew that she would go on her er- bold Los Angelcnos! creep upon her hands and knees and Nejther the bad fairy nor Bluebeard it before the boys blanks, and after the show is over we to knit socks and make shirts for the rand of mercy. She tarried not, nor B Y the briers tore her flesh cruelly. When the bad fairy saw that Beauty would not be turned back. she allowed the briers to bs set aside that the girl might the sooner reach the lodge where her courage would be tried to its ut- has ever been seen since. —_—— The Stars and Stripes o'er proud Ha- vana's walls, By Cuba’s ensign shall in triumph wave. For Freedom ne'er sk people to subscribe according returned to the palace of the Prince, but set upon the per- turned into a dreary wood, which she had been forbidden by the Prince to visit Her heart told her truly that this was brave boys in blue who may need them sadiy before the war is over. nce. .~ MAGGIE CLANCY. Cries of delight greeted this proposi- o tion. Mercedes was chosen president pittle Francis Lee Lioyd of Berkeley, unanimou nteering I had taken. Day after day he threw himself against the gate, bruising him- self sadly in his attempts to break in. He heard mocking laughter and raged c rcedes is deaf when dut; cedes. You wo al of the Maine Club, which was com- aged 7 years, has written a war story, the way she must go. She passed the more. At times he called aloud the termost. calls y in the war with all tk it. posed of twelve girls ‘who could keep a ancis is a young kinsman of General through a little wicket gate that shut name of ' Beauty. No answer came The keeper of the lodge, a wrinkled Her sons the downcast ones to save. N It is distressing to see such martial secret. Fitzhugh Lee. behind her with a loud clang. At the back except echoes. Only one day a and weazened little man, let her pass LIZZIE E. PURRINGTON. NOW LEE WHAT OUR YAWKEE D00D LL po’ 5 Ry Al > ey VA L _,‘:7”'"""\3 : THE BUMPKINS LISTEN TO THE DUDE AND DRUM THE LANDLADY AND HER BILL OUT OF CAMP AS A WAR MEASURE.