ESTBLISHED IN 1818.
HILLSBORO, N. C. THURSDAY, MAY 19, 1898.
NEW SERIES-VOL. XVII, NO. 22.'
OUR COUNTRY.
One country—beautiful as one
From sea to mountain closes,
The southland daisies seek the sun
That rims New England’s roses.
The same undarkened lights of God
Shine on us from the skylands,
And colorevery breathing clod
From lowland vales to highlands.
One country! and her flag unfurled
On heights of high endeavor
Is like a garland round a world
Where Freedom lives forever.
Hail to that country! Strong she stands
For loyal hearts that love her,
With Freedom’s falchion in her hands
And Freedom’s flag above her.
— F. L. S., in Boston Press Club Souvenir.
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RTHUR JORDAN,
hunter, trapper,
miner and Klondike
guide, has played
th e role of John
Smith, while Poca
hontas was imper
sonated by Annota,
a beautiful maiden
of the tribe of Ohil-
kat Indians, says
the St. Louis Globe-Democrat. Like
John Smith, Mr. Jordan is an English
man. While on a hunting expedition
in British Columbia just ten years ago
he was captured by the Chilkat Indi
ans on Skeena River, on the old Tele
graph trail to the Yukon gold regions.
He was subjected to many cruel tor
tures, but an Indian maiden who fell in
love with him planned his escape, and
to her skill and strategy he owes his
life. Not only did she save his life,
but she saved a buckskin bag of gold
.dust worth $6000.
v truth, John Smith’s experience
wu . Chief Powhatan in Old Virginia
is :. . “in it” when Arthur Jordan’s
tale of love and adventure with the
Chilkat Indians in the frozen north is
told. So let the bold hunter tell his
own story in his own way.
“Twenty years ago I was a lad of
sixteen summers, living with my fath
er, who is proprietor of the Jordan
iron works, in Bristol, England, and I
ray away from home and came to
America,” began Mr. Jordan, as he sat
in a quiet corner of the corridor of
the Laclede Hotel, and narrated his
experiences to a Globe-Democrat man.
Jordan was attired in a common black
suit of clothes, with black slouch hat,
but wore high-topped boots of yellow
tanned leather that laced up to the
knees. They are the boots worn by
all the miners of the west. Mr. Jor
dan is of medium height, and of
strong build, and his ruddy cheeks
are bronzed by years of exposure.
“I have spent fifteen years in hunt
ing and trapping, and occasionally
mining, in the Northwest territory,”
-continued Mr. Jordan. “In the spring
of 1885 I was at the head of Stewart
river, 250 miles east of the spot where
Dawson City now stands. My sole
companion was a Chilkat Indian of the
name of Seeta. We had a cayuse
apiece to ride, and we slept in a tepee
made of caribou skins. At the head
of the Stewart river are three small
lakes locked in the mountains, and as
we saw some color on the surface
there we pitched our tepee and made
some washings forgold. Wehad only
one gold pan, but with the additional
use of a frying pan the Indian and I
washed out $6000 worth of gold dust.
We remained in that region until
1888, and had fine sport in bear hunt
ing. When we left we crossed the
sources of the Pelly and Liard rivers,
and pushed on to Lake Telsa, 150
miles northeast of Dyea.
“'By the summer of 18.88 we had
come as far south as the Skeena river.
The Chilkat Indians at the time were
in an uprising against the white
hunters, but I knew nothing about it.
One fine afternoon Seeta and I rode
into a beautiful valley that lay be
tween two tall mountain peaks. Iwas
admiring the scenery, as nature was
there displayed in all her rugged and
primitive beauty. Suddenly Seeta,
whoso Indian mind was keen and alert,
called my attention to the fact that we
were nearing a Chilkat Indian village.
I was congratulating myself on this
fact, as I w r as glad to reach even an
Indian village after three years spent
with only one Indian companion in
the mountains and plains to the north.
I was contemplating a friendly greet
ing at the village as an Indian dog
barked savagely at my coming. Sud
denly a half dozen stalwart Indian
bucks darted from the brush at either
side of the trail and' covered Seeta
and me with their muskets. Of
course, discretion told me to make no
xesistance. It was only a moment
until the bucks had disarmed Seeta
and me, and had taken our ponies.
Then, as they led us into the Indian
village, we fully realized that the
episode meant our capture.
“There were about 300 Chilkat
braves and squaws in the village.
'They were in their war paint, and had
been giving war dances. As Seeta could
■speak the Chilkat language, and as I
■could understand some of it, I learned
for the first time that the tribe were
in fighting humor because the pale-
faces had poached on their hunting
grounds. The Indians treated Seeta
and me with great courtesy and good
will for one week, although they kept
us under guard constantly. Then our
Tortures began. They tied our hands
■ thrust my revolver, my penknife, and,
to my surprise, the little bag of gold
dust into my pockets. She’hastily in
formed me that two saddled and
bridled ponies were in waiting. She
cut the thongs that bound me, and
then cut the thongs that bound Seeta.
The night was inky black and deathly
still. The village was asleep and the
silence was only broken now and then
by the howling of a woods wolf that
was lurking in the timber. Annota
said she did not know exactly where
the Indian guard was, but that he was
in the brush near by, and that we
would have to proceed- very quietly.
She led the way, crawling on her
hands and knees, and Seeta and I fol
lowed in the same way across the
green sward, and we did not rise to
our feet until we reached the brush.
Then Annota led us quickly to the
ponies. Just as I was throwing my
right leg over the saddle of my pony I
heard the click of a musket, for the
sound was a familiar one to me. The.
Chilkat Indian always aims to shoot
a man in the stomach. They have old-
fashioned muskets that fire but once,
and they load them with buckshot. I
threw myself on the other side of the
pony just in time to catch three buck-
shot in my right thigh when the In
dian guard fired. I rushed toward
him and fired three shots from my re
volver, and he fell dead.?
“Now came the flight, and I shall
never forget it. Annota astride the
pony and I behind her, and she led
the way along a secret trail. Seeta
followed on his pony. The sound of
the revolver and musket shots aroused
the whole village, and the Indian dogs
were howling, and there was great
commotion. Annota had prepared for
the flight by quietly stampeding all
the ponies of the village earlier in the
night so that they j would run to a
pasture some distance away. By this
trick the Indians could not get their
ponies immediately, and we had a
good start. Annota led the way along
a trail straight up a sloping mountain
2000 feet high, until we stopped on a
level plateau on the backbone of the
ridge. The regular Indian trail was
around the bottom of the bluff, and
by going up the side of the mountain
to the top we eluded our pursuers.
Once on top of the mountain Annota
kissed me good-bye, and said I must
come back and find her again. She
saidshe would have to work her way
back to the camp again quickly, before
her absence was discovered.
“Seeta and Irode along the top of
the mountain all night. At daybreak
we looked down and saw the Indians
following the other trail in the valley
below. They followed us for three
days, and then we saw them return in
disgust. The buckshot made my leg
swell and the pain and fever was
severe. The second night I picked
out the shot with my penknife Annota
had fortunately given me, and I
washed my wounds in snow water,
and then made a poultice of wild bal
sam bark and tied it around my leg
with a part of my shirt. The balsam
reduced the fever and swelling. I
couldn’t bear any weight on the lame
leg. I traveled for one week and
went down into the valley on the other
side of the mountain, 125 miles from
where I was captured, and there Seeta
and I found a lodge of friendly Chile-
colin Indians and an old clutchman
(squaw) nursed me a short time.
Seeta left me here. I finally rode
my pony to Fraser river, and was
nursed by a French trader at Lillooet,
a small mining town, and then I rode
to Lytton, on the Canadian Pacific
railroad, and took a train for Van
couver, B. C., where I first found a
doctor, one month after I had been
shot. I then went to San Francisco
and spent the winter there, and spent
the $6000 of gold dust that Annota
had saved for me in seeing the ‘ele
phant.’ I never saw or heard of An
nota from the night she kissed me
good-bye on that mountain top.
“I went back to the Pelly river
country in 1890, and brought ouT
$15,000 in gold dust and $300 worth
of furs and buckskin. I sold them in
Vancouver. While there I met by
chance Miss Clara Collins, whom I
had known back in old England when
she was a little girl. She was living
in Vancouver with her parents. To
make a long story short, Miss Collins
became my wife, and she is to-day visit
ing her parents, who are now living
in Springfield, Mass.”
Boxing a Bride’s Ear.
In Lithunia, a province of Russia,
it is customary that the bride’s cars
should be boxed before the marriage
ceremony. No matter how tender-
hearted the mother may be, she al
ways makes it a point of administer
ing a hearty smack to her daughter in
the presence of witnesses, and a note
is made of the fact. The mother’s in
tention is a kind one, though the cus
tom itself is bad. The reason for it
is to protect the bride should her mar
riage prove an unhappy one. In that
case she will sue for a divorce, and
her plea will be that she was forced
into the marriage against her will, and
on that score the verdict of the judge
will be in her favor.
and feet with thongs of buckskin and
pegged us to the ground, flat on our
backs. The thongs were drawn so
tightly around my wrists and ankles
that they sank into the flesh and in
terfered with the circulation of the
blood, and I suffered the most excru
ciating agony. Every night Seeta
and I were tied down in this manner,
and a strong guard kept over us by
two or three young bucks. While I
was lying thus flat on my back, and
unable to move, the Indians threw
mud in my face and walked over me.
“After I had been tied down every
night for six weeks, then I was
doomed to a new form of torture.
One morning after I had been un
pegged from the ground the Indians
held a war dance around me. Then
they tied a buckskin lariat aroundone
of my ankles and fastened a soft car
ibou robe over the back of my head
and shoulders. A big buck mounted
a P on y» with the lariat in his hands,
and started over the rough ground at
a lively gallop, and I was dragged be
hind as if I was a captured fox used
in making a trail for a pack of young
hounds. The Indians had tied the
caribou robe on my head to prevent
my skull from being fractured and
my brains from being knocked out.
Oh, I tell you, those Chilkats are
devils!
“Of course, I had not been dragged
over the ground but a short distance
until I was knocked insensible.
When I regained consciousness it
was late at night. I was flat on my
back, pegged down, and I whs weak
and faint. A beautiful young Chil
kat girl, not over seventeen years old,
was crouching near me. She whis
pered in broken English, and in
formed me that she would try to ar
range aplan for Seeta and me to es
cape. She said that the Indians had
considered me almost dead, and for
that reason only one buck* bad been
detailed,to guard me that night, and
he had crawled into the brush to
sleep. She told me to ‘play sick,’ so
that the vigilance of the night guard
would b? relaxed. She said that she
had bitterly denounced me in camp in
order to ward off any suspicion that
she might aid me. In hersimple way
she expressed great love for me, and
said’£she wanted me to escape, and
that when the Indians quit the war-
path and peace was restored I could
return and marry her. Of course,
under the circumstances I could not
protest against even an Indian maiden
popping the question to me, and I
made a marriage engagement then
and there in a hasty acquiesence
to her proposition. By this time my
head was aching, from the bruises,
and the fever was making me suffer
from thirst. I asked the Indian girl
for a drink of water. She crawled
away quietly on her hands and knees
in the dark, for discovery would have
meant death. In due time she re
turned in the same way and brought
me a leather pouch full of water.
She had carried the pouch by a string
around her neck. Before she left for
the night she kissed me, and said that
her name was ‘Annota.’ How appro
priate! The name means ‘laughing
rill.’
“The next day I was very sore from
my bruises, and I did not have to do
much acting to ‘play sick.’ Butwhen
the Indians unpegged me from the
ground I pretended to be too weak to
walk but a short distance. I was
pegged to the ground again for ten
nights in succession, and so was
Seeta alongside of me. I played
sick. Every night Annota came on
her hands and knees and brought ex
tra food to me when the guard had
walked to some other part of the vil
lage. She told me she was a niece of
the Chilkat chief.
“One night she informed me that I
was to be killed one week from that
day, but that the braves in their coun
cil had not decided by what form of
torture they would kill me. Then
Annota informed me that, if possible,
she would have two of the fleetest
ponies in the camp saddled and bridled
and tied in a secret place in the brush
the next night, and that Seeta and I
must try and make-bur escape. I told
her that on the day I was captured,
and while being led into the village I
had thrown a buckskin bagful of gold
dust into the thick brush at a certain
place beside the trail and that I had
not been detected in doing so. I told
Annota that if she could find this bag
of gold she could keep it for the as
sistance she had given me.
“At IO o’clock the next night An
nota, true to her word, crawled quiet
ly to me on her hands and knees and
How Buffalo Bill Got His Name.
William Frederick Cody earned the
title of “Buffalo Bill” by killing 4280
buffaloes in eighteen months. This
slaughter was to supply meat for the !
laborers who were constructing a rail- |
road in Western Kansas. 1
OUE BUDGET OF HUMOR
LAUGHTER-PROVOKING STORIES FOR
LOVERS OF FUN.
He Feared Bankruptcy—And Postage is
High.—Didn’t Want to Die—Wanted
Everything Clear—Disproved—He Gets
the Drops on People—In Paris, Etc.
“I am. in debt to you,. I know.
A world of owing this is!
But if you’ll call to-morrow, Joe,
I’ll pay you off in kisses.”
And, knowing she had lovers right
And left (yes, to his sorrow),
He said: “You’d better pay to-night;
You may be broke to-morrow.”
—James C. Challiss, in Puck.
Didn’t Want to Die.
Fair Visitor—“What a lovely par
rot!” (To parrot)—“Polly want a
cracker?”
Polly (cautiously)—“Did you make
it yourself?”—Truth.
And Postage is High.
Sykes—“If you can’t getany of the
American papers to print your jokes,
why not mail them to England?”
Scribes—“I’d call that carrying a
joke too far.”—Harlem Life.
Wanted Everything Clear.
Editor—“I shall want about five
hundred words on the subject I men
tioned.”
New Reporter—“Yes, sir; about
what size do you want the words?”—
Puck.
In Paris.
First Citizen—“Have you ever had
any unpleasantness with Monsieur
Allons-Marchons?”
Second Citizen—“Nothing worth
mentioning. Nothing more than a
duel#r two.”
A Question.
The Infant—“Maw, a grown up
elephant’s nose is his trunk, ain’t it?”
The Mother—“Yes, my son.”
The Infant—“Why ain’t the nose of
a baby elephant called a satchel,
then?”—Syracuse Herald.
He Gets the Drops on People.
^Jorkins—“Drugged and robbed!
Why don’t you have some action taken
in the matter?”
Jobson—“I can’t. I suppose the
fellow had my permission. You see,
he was my doctor. ”—Puck.
Disproved. .
“They say if you fix your gaze on
the back of any person’s neck you can
hypnotize them.”
“Net so. The other day I tried it
on a tandem for an hour, and the girl
didn’t work any harder.”—Life.
A Striking Observation.
Villainous - looking Character —
“Wot’s ther time, guv’nor?”
Mr. Bluff (hitting him over the
head)—“It’s just struck one!”
V. L. C. (groaningly)—“I ’opeyour
watch ain’t a repeater!”—Tit-Bits.
Dangerous Knowledge.
“So he is a Frenchman? Andafugi-
tive from justice?”
“Yes. In his own country he is un
der suspicion of having guilty knowl
edge of the innocence of one who has
been convicted and imprisoned.”—
Life.
An Able Man.
“Yes, sir. Bleaker would make
money out of anything.”
“Is he so lucky?”
“I should say so. Why, he married
a penniless girl two years ago and he
got her a position that brings him in
$1200 a year.”—Life.
Well Turned.
He—“Who is that disreputable, ugly
old fellow there?”
She (haughtily)—“That is my hus
band, sir!”
He (coolly)—“How true it is that
homely men always secure the hand
somest wives!”—Judy.
Rivalry.
First Klondike Boy— “Huh, my fath
er’s richer than yours ; he’s got nearly
half a barrel of gold dust.”
Second Ditto—“Pooh! What’s that.
My father’s got three cans of baked
beans, and nearly four pounds of
bacon.”—Brooklyn Life.
Headed Off.
“Here,” said the philanthropist, “is
a dime. Now, let me give you a little
advice. Never ”
“Hold on,” interrupted Slouchy
Simpkins, “take back your money.
My lowest price for listenin’ to ser
mons is fifty cents.”—Chicago News.
Through Other Spectacles.
Moth—“We’re getting up a ‘So
ciety for the Prevention of Cruelty to
Insects and to Accomplish the Weed
ing Out of Camphor.’ Will you join
us?”
Potato Bug—“You bet your boots I
will!—if there’s a clause in it against
Paris green!”—Puck.
Named With Reason.
Dole—“I hear that you’ve gone into
the bicycle business.”,;
Hale—“Yes, I’m making the ‘V’
wheel for racing men.”
Dole—“The what?”
Hale—“The ‘V.’”
Dole—“Why do you call it that?”
Hale—“Because it goes so fast.”-
The Widow.
His Clever Scheme.
“I have come.” said the vo-ane man.
“to ask you ^o let me have your
daughter.”
“Never!” shotted the millionaire.
“Thanks,” answered the other, as
he hurried away. “Up to this time
she has refused to smile upon my suit.
When I tell her that you object to me
she will be mine.”—Chicago News,
In Danger of Being Omitted,
“So,” said the Chinese Emperor’s
friend, “you have decided to open the
gates so that in the course of time
every nation on the globe will be per
mitted to transact business in your
territory. ”
“Yes,’’replied the Emperor, gloom
ily; “every nation, .with the possible
exception of the Chinese.”—Washing
ton Star.
Fatigue.
“How is your husband?” asked one
of two women who had met at the bar
gain counter.
“Very much run down,” was the
answer.
“Perhaps he works too hard.”
“No, he doesn’t. But he loses sleep
and wrecks his constitution trying to
figure out some way to live without
working at all.”—Washington Star,
Watched an Old Coat a Week.
The constancy of a dog was pathet
ically and forcibly illustrated in Mun
cie, Ind., last week, A farmer hauled
a load of lumber to a Muncie factory
last Friday and laid his coat on the
ground. He told his dog to watch it.
It seems that the farmer forgot the
outer coat gwhen he had finished his
work and left it. Saturday afternoon
the workmen at the factory noticed
the coat and the dog sitting by the
side of it. They attempted to move
it, but were driven away by the faith
ful animal.
Sunday morning P. J. Connors, one
of the workmen, noticed the dog and
the coat were still there. He so ad
mired the dog’s constancy that he got
it some meat and the way the brute
got away with it indicated that he had
not quit his vigil long enough to even
get a mouthful of food. But notwith
standing this kindness he would noY
allow Connors or any one else to ape
proach the coat. Monday morning h^
was still there and attracted the no
tice of the workmen. People began,
going several blocks to see the
watcher, and carried him food. He
was a great pet. All attempts to find
the owner of the coat were unsuccess
ful, and Wednesday passed but the
dog was just as vigilant as the first
day.
That night his master camo after
him. When the dog heard him com
ing he began to bark and show signs
of great joy. The master had no diffi
culty in picking up the old wornout
coat which the brute had so faithfully
guarded almost a week from the sev
eral hundred who approached him,
some to tease and some to feed him.
The master’s rough nature did not
seem to realize what a friend he had
in his dog.—Chicago Chronicle.
Tlie Time Niagara Dried Up,
It seems almost incredible that at
one time in its history the greatest
and most wonderful waterfall in the
world actually ran dry. Nevertheless,
it is an established fact that this oc
curred on March 29, 1848, and for a
few hours scarcely any water passed
over Niagara Falls. The winter of that
year had been an exceptionally severe
one, and ice of unusual thickness ‘had
formed on Lake Erie. The warm
spring rains loosened this congealed
mass, and on the day in question a
brisk east wind drove the ice far up
into the lake. About sunset the wind
suddenly veered round and blew a
heavy gale from the west. This na
turally turned the ice in its course,
and, bringing it down to the mouth of
the Niagara River, piled it up in a
solid, impenetrable wall.
So closely was it packed and so
great was its force that in a short time
the outlet to the lake was completely
choked up, and little or no water
could possibly escape. In a very
short space of time the water below
this frozen barrier passed over the
falls, and the next morning the peo
ple living in the neighborhood were
treated to a most extraordinary spec
tacle. The roaring, tumbling rapids
above the falls w ere almost obliterated,
and nothing but the cold, black rocks
were visible in all directions. The
news quickly spread, and crowds of
spectators flocked to view the scene,
the banks on each side of the river
being lined with people during the
whole day. At last there was a break
in the ice. It was released from its
restraint, the pent-up wall of water
rushed forward, and Niagara was it
self again.—Toronto Globe. ( ,
Opium From Lettuce.
A sort of opium is obtained from the
common lettuce. The scientists give
it a long name, which, no doubt, means
something very learned and profound,
and declare that they find important
differences between the opium of the
lettuce and the opium of the poppy;
but, for all practical purposes, the one
is identical with the other.. Many a
man who has eaten lettuce knows how
sleepy it causes him to become an
hour or so after dinner, and the older
the lettuce the greater the sleepiness,
for in mature lettuce the milk juice is
well developed and all the properties ;
of the opium are present,—London
Evening: News.
POPULAR SCIENCE,
Mor® than 300,000 series of ar®
lamps are in use in this country■ now.
In Bielefield, Germany, there- is a
colony of epileptics, numbering about
1500. The colony was established
in 1868,. and patients from all parts of
the world go there for treatment.
Large- fish can be killed or stunned
to prevent trouble in getting them
into the boat by using, a new spring
pistol, which has a chisel-shaped
point, to be released by a trigger, and
shot out by the spring to sever the
backbone of the fish.
That a caterpillar secretes wax to
line its cell is a known fact. It now
appears that a geometrid moth covers
its eggs with silk. It is contained in
a pouch at the ,end of the abdomen in
the form of dense bundles about two
mm. long, and resembling in miniature
locks of wavy flaxen hair.
Projectiles used for the United
States Army for its great modern guns
cost as follows: Solid shot, 8-inch,
$69.80 each; 10-inch, $144.50 each;
12-inch, $212 each; 12-inch mortar
shells, weighing 800 pounds, $114
each, and 12-inch mortar shells, weigh
ing 1000 pounds, $195 each.
Victims of “rose fever,” “hay
fever” and “ragweed fever” will be
interested to learn that a German doc
tor has added “bean fever” to the list
of these popular summer epidemics.
His discovery has been christened
“Favismus,” and the cure for the dis
ease is to beware of bean fields.
A German paper maker has recently
obtained letters patent on bottles
made of paper, for use on board ship.'
The- new bottles are made of a compo
sition which, with the solution in
which they are made water-tight, is
still the inventor’s secret. After be
ing impregnated with this fluid the
paper bottles are slowly dried in gas
stoves.
A doctor in Paris has made the dis
covery that a solution of one part pic
ric acid to seventy-five parts of water
will cure quickly the most serious
burns. The pain of the most terrible
burns is instantly removed without
blistering or irritation, and healing
takes place in four or five days.. There
is left a yellow tint on the skin, which
can be removed by a solution of boric
acid..
The collector of butterflies may not
know that specimens are sometimes
made up of two or three different
species, and even ordinary insects
are often dyed and made to appear as
If they had been native to the tropical
forests. The collectors of butterflies
are also orchid hunters, the flowers
'and insects that so closely resemble
each other being' alike denizens of
dangerous and inaccessible jungles.
Gallins: Wild Fowl.
The difference between the notes of
invitation made by various shore fowl
—stints, gray plover, golden plover
ringed plover, knots and sandpipers
—is so slight that no one but a fowler
would notice them. Yet to these
the difference is as great as that be
tween the sound of French and Eng
lish. A realty first-class gunner will
sit in a creek in August and call the
birds up, if within hearing, and in
clined to move, in any order you like
to name. Even such closely allied
birds as the curlew and the whimbrel
have different notes. We once saw a
large mixed flock of gray plover,
knots and stints flying past on the
muds, at a distance of some ninety
yards. A gunner noticed that there
were two or three golden plover
among them. The gunner whistled
the golden plover’s note, and from the
big flock of some sixty birds the pair
instantly flew out, wheeled and passed
within fifty yards, answering the call
in their own language;. Perhaps the
best instance of the aptness of the
gunners in learning bird language
was recently recorded in the West-;
minster Gazette. It is credited to a
fowler who shot the only specimen of '
the broad-billed sandpiper ever killed
in Norfolk. When down on the muds
listening to the notes of the shore
birds he distinguished one which he
did not know. He imitated it, the
bird answered, flew up to him and
was shot. Starlings, which seem al-l
most to talk and certainly can imi
tate other birds when engaged in their'
curious “song,” which seems so like a;
conversational variety entertainment,)
are all the time enjoying a monologue.
Starlings, when they have anythirg
to say, as when nesting, or quarreling
for places when going to roost, use
quite different notes. Of all bird
voices the song of the swallow is most
like human speech—not our speech,
but like the songs which the Lapp or
such outlandish races sing. A Lapp;
woman sings a song just like that of
a swallow at dawn. —Washington Star.
Gei-man Army Cycle Corps.
The German cycle corps of 1009
men has fully proved the advantages'
of the bicycle, outdoing the mounted;
men in swiftness and endurance, and;
acquitting themselves well in convey
ing orders and dispatches, doing;
scout and patrol duty, occupying and’
holding bridges, exposed spots, etc.,
and in covering artillery, baggage
and even cavalry.
Berlin has female commercial travel
ers who make their rounds on tricy
cles, to which their sample boxes ar®
attached.