Newspapers / The Scotland News (Laurinburg, … / Sept. 14, 1900, edition 1 / Page 3
Part of The Scotland News (Laurinburg, N.C.) / About this page
This page has errors
The date, title, or page description is wrong
This page has harmful content
This page contains sensitive or offensive material
“WE ARE BRETHREN, I AND THOU.’ BY HABBXETT V. BLODGETT. Brother Dust, 0, little brother, Blowing in the wind! We will wander forth together— 1 Leave me not .behind! We will seek the great earth mother Where she sits apart. ,Wc will clasp Climb unto her heart. nets together Brother Dust, 0. little brother! Under rain and sun "We had wandered long together. Now, the journey done, Let us hasten to the mother, For the hour grows late. Hand in hand, we two together Through the open gate. ’Brother Dust, 0, little brother! Will she know us when Worn and breathless then? Will she knew, the mighty mother. As'we sink to rest. We are children, who, together. Nestled in her breast? Brother Wind, 0, mighty brother! Tarry now for me We will wander forth together . Over land and sea; We, with never any other. Whirling through the sky. So will take our flight, together, ’ Brother, thou and I. Brother Wind. O, mighty brother! He whose breath was blown In our nostrils, we together Seek, and seek alone; We, with never any other Flying, flying so, Through eternity together— It is far to go: Brother Wind, 0, mighty brother! . He who gave us breath. He who sent us forth together, God of Life and Death, He and never any other. Will He know us, when We are blown, we two together At His feet again? —New York Independent. stopping?” said Peter to ' jimself, whimsically. He could not enterrain the t bought. Although a plunge into the cotj, clear water would have been delightful the distance was too great to be ve ntured while any other hope should Remain. "You old beast, you!” he exclaimed angrily, shaking his fist at his enemy, while with the other sleeve he inopped his red, dripping face. The betty was lying comfortably in the wate r . “If I could get one good, square wl ia c k at you with this hoe. I’d fix you!’' At his voice the bear rose and looked at him in a peculiar way, as if she meant to make reply: “All right; come down and hit roe. I woyt ran away.” But Peter declined tie, chal lenge. At noon the shadow of the upper clfff had covered the ledge- an-mpp. terte position was much iinp.^v j. »ei her ^ ^ing ' RY LEWIS B. MILLED •vances. He su ‘ twice with the hi was to put her L er more eager ’ have beet comparatively com The bear, h^wver, soon with more vigor than ever, white Petrel had all he con ETER McCALL. sitting on the cedar-rail fence, gazed re flectively at the mountain side and spoke to his father, who was taking his after-breakfast smoke: “Bob Turner told me last week he’d give me six bits and board to chop the late cackle-burs out of his cotton.” “You’ve got a right to work if you want to. I can ’tend to things, here.” When the bear stir, rushed in, but a blow sent him rolling o— toward the wall rushed at her the same paw that ban Watch off struck him, and cliff he went whirling. ^cocd beyeze blew up-river, an! ’ jr f or my - la creasing. thirst be won’ r.^ .ed over the 41 redrew a^ta Pet was he sat down on ins ped- Then the bear, under pression that he was now with- lowing a dim path up the mountain, with a heavy hoe on his shoulder. The McCalls lived on a Utrtle farm in a valley of the Colorado River, in Texas. On reaching the top of the mountain, Peter saw that his two dogs, Trap and Watch, knowing he would scold them back if he saw them soon after start ing. had sneaked away and were ahead of him. y were running back and forth among the cedar thick ets. smelling and hunting busily, as if affecting that Ire had told them to do so. He laughed, and let them go UP scolded. A little later he heard the dogs bark- Peter heard the falling dog strike the water, but had no time to look, because the victorious bear was now, advancing toward him. He retreated ti’l his back was against the fallen rock at the end of the ledge, where* he stood on guard with uplifted hoe, meaning to hit the bear once, at least, before jumping after the dogs. But he quickly changed his plan. The jump would be dangerous, and it could be taken as a last resort any time. Putting one hand on the rock, which was about five feet high, and the other on the end of his hoe-handle, he leaped upon the rock. Now he was in a fair position for defence, being above and nearly out of reach of the bear, on a rock so smooth ’hat she could not easily climb it. uer reach, promptly returned, and .opt him busy ‘for another hour or two. While this fight was going on he heard the dogs barking and whining, and then he caught a glimpse of them swimming across the river; but as they could not climb the cliff, they had to swim back. Again the she bear retired, an- then Peter had a good, long rest, although he had to take it standing up, not dar ing to tempt his enemy again by :it- ting down. The next attack was the must De termined of all, and lasted till th? shadow of the cliff reached beyond the river. When it was over, Peter •could see nothing of the dogs, and sfpP wed they had got tired and hupgry, and gone home He would have been Had enough to go home, too, if -bat ait. reasonable old she- bear wouVTl e t As it was, he felt a litttle d’^’re d shoulder'd his hoe, called off the dogs, and after making his way cautiously along the ledge and up the path, went home. Early the next morning he and his father, armed with guns, came to the den in the cliff, but the wise old bear had foreseen this visit. “We’re too late, it seems,” remarked Peter’s father. “Ma bear took her family last night, and left for parts unknown. You’ll never set eyes on 'em any more.” “Oh, well, let her go.” said Peter. ■Don’t care much about killing an an imal with young ones, anyway. The old brute treated me and the dogs a little mean, but she got paid for It. So I guess we’ll call it square, seeing I’ve got to.”—Youth's Companion. INCREDIBLE FAMINE HORRORS. Stricken Sufferers See Others Half Bend Devoured by Jackals. ' nn Bareilly, capital of the district hat name in the northwest prov- res of India, a New York man now gaged in ameliorating the condition f the famished natives writes to his mother in New York City: “We’re very busy with the poor fam ine children I brought from Rajpoota- na. I had a great time bringing the boys from Beawar. I had a party of fifty-eight "girls and forty-two boys. It is a thirty hours’ ride by train from, here, with six or seven changes, and at each change it was only with great difficulty I got them to the next train. They would, sei-amble and fight like wild beasts-over some stray grain or bit of food lying on the platform.” After describing the fearful disease ridden, emaciated state of the children, the writer adds: “Our consolation is in rhe fact that our other children, so well and hearty looking' now, were once just as bad. All these children are either orphans or one parent has died and the other deserted them, not being able to provide food even for themselves. We have now 175 chil dren, and it takes us just about all our time to look after them. “The famine is something; awful and one of its worst aspects is a water famine. Water, the amount of .your clothes’ boiler* full costs an equivalent .THE PLACID SPECTATOR. Human nature can’t keep still. Never did an’ never will. - Must be iindin’, there’s no doubt, > Somethin’ new to argue ’bout. Things that raise a dreadful row ^ Often seem quite small, somehow, ; Volks are whoonin’ fur a day, * Then the trouble fades away. So whene'er a fuss is raised, I don’t yell an’ feel amazed. I have heard sech things before An’ likely hear some more. Let ’em come an’ fade away. New sensations, every day. Time keeps grindin’ of ’em out. ■-Tea* fur folks to argue ’bout. —Chicago Times-Herald. jingles and jests. Proud Father—“I tell you that baby of mine’s a wideawake youngster.” Sad Neighbor—“So I hear.” Wigg—“Is Miss Oldgirl pretty?^ Wagg -“About as pretty as a compos ite photograph of an old maid’s con vention.” . “Was much feeling shown at you# grandmother’s funeral?” Bookkeeper —“Yes; they mobbed the umpire.”— Harper’s Bazar. “We can Ire friends,” she said, soft* ly. “Then we can never be man an^ wife,” he answered, dismally.—-Phils' delphia North American. Poet—“I called to see if you intend to use my sonnet on Truth.” Editor- “No; we have decided that there is more tenth than poetry in it.” If men can’t love—well, this I state With no intimidation— } They have the knack of getting up ^ A first-class imitation. —Chicago Record. Ruby—“No, I do not think he is al fashionable physician.” Pearl—“Why not?” Ruby—“He does not keep yon waiting 'in his office over five min utes.” “A camera, I prant you, takes pictures.” Said the amateur. “Ah! but it’s funny. When you have to buy plates and such fixtures, You find that it also takes money.” —Philadelphia Press. Faddy--“Mrs. Brownrigg always speaks of her physician, Dr. Stickker, as an ‘old war horse.’ Isn’t it odd?” Duddy—“Oh, I don’t know. They say; he is a terrible charger.”-Boston Transcript. “My parents may come between us,” of fifty cecn, very s'carcy » land valn» y. wb.il ? hr ’Ting , Hence hurt j- reigned, anU as it did orb sands. 18D0 & ces. It was * -Beawar— purposes, re questions I famine •oke out, y thou-, b00 the ‘If they do,” he ex- ‘they must be pretty she faltered, claimed hotly by the desertion of the dou “ Perhaps when night c ger might drive the bear mountains to find someth herself and her cubs. 3 VV give him an opportunity^ . v^ On she came, growling, and stood on ice but a, few yards ; her^lH^d ^cx,.. „ - : Peter aimed a blow at! isu t, on tye ourer ba a* ^ Jug, and soon he . aw a young bear run with he-4 vs against ;at for " 'or. id. scape. small.” And he pressed her still closer to his manly breast.—Philadel phia Record. “Fellow citizens of the jungle,” said ahead, and disappear in the direction the barrier. Of fl " had not yet seen the near, bet were on its trail. Shoutin,, io them. Peter started after tire cub, in tending to use the hoe for a weapon. From time to time as he ran he caught glimpses of the bear through the ce dars. He soon came close to the prec ipice that here overhangs the Colo rado, and then he saw the little bear disappear over the edge of the cliff. There he found a steep, narrow path leading down to a ledge some fifteen feet below. The rear had vanished. Shouting again to the dogs. Peter went cautiously down, to the ledge, which was about a yard and a half wide, and about seventy-five feet above the ■Colorado River. Peter walked along the ledge until he reached a part so overhung by the -cliff that he could not stand upright. So he went on his hands and knees, pushing the hoe before him. Turn ing a corner, he saw that the ledge ■came to an end not far beyond; but between the corner and the end it was ten or twelve feet: wide and about thirty feet long, making a comfortable platform. Baek were three w of the wide place [-worn, oily holes, which told Pete he had discovered a bear’s den. At the end of the ledge was a large piece of rock. It had fallen from above, and stood on end against the wall. One of the holes was partly behind this rock. Peter h^ ly that it missed her .and Ft was within an ace of falling into her clutch. Afterward he was morecau tious, but whenever she came within reach he struck at her. Be could not hurt her, but he forced ker to keep off. although she persisted for an hour in her attempts to reach him. Then, withdrawing a few feet, she sat down, rereve rev to to make ft rues’ of hl:“ Ung c. darkness shr ml,’at succ^^S' “d feature of Ure situation WAX tLat he could not be missed at home, for' sev- the monkey, “various as our inte^eeia z WAY,.»re/^u 4 • ad ® '^i-"' cie-M'' juacked. kuled U, ^ , >u ..^v-ptunr ‘"L^t vre. j.^cka’-s on the ,«e6ounec hWa t .' y^isr'-^uck. very high road. ^ oth - ponr ^ ^^ fellow, not far 00^ s ees It, and snows'} ... pop as a Portuguese prince; ‘ The ^ragUdhat j? n weakness being and eaten by hungry ’* too; still watching him little eyes. Peter, glad of the and fanned himself osely with her respite, lay down with his hat, for the sun, high above the mountains, was shining hot against the cliff. White busy keeping the bear off he had heard the dogs clamoring, but had not had time to glance toward them. Now he saw them on the opposite bank, running up and down along the edge of the water, and still barking. They could see the bear, and were frantic to get to her, but they could see no way of ascending the apparent ly endless wall of cliff on the west side. After watching Peter awhile, the bear renewed her attempt to re.” him. Again and again she tr' climb the rock, but his despe kept her back. Once when he a blow and missed her, she struc hoe with her paw, -and nearly jen. him off the rock. When she squaTred again, she had her month open, pant ing from the heat, and Peter hoped she would crawl back into her den for shade. But she went to the other Not until she had digested me,” Thought Peter. The outlook appeared discouraging, but Peter did not despair. He could always jump to the river, and there was a chance in that. It would, at worst, save him from the .bear. The thought of the cool water tempted him, but he still restrained himself. The last rays of the sun were shin ing against the cedars on top of the mountain east of the river, when Peter heard a sharp bark. The next moment Trap and Watch came bounding round the corner in the ledge, and rushed at the bear. Tantalized by the sight of the animal beyond their reach, they had gone down the river until they could cross, and then hid returned to the bear’s den from above. At the first bark the bear turned to his turn will come next, though he is, powerless to run a w ay or help himself. 1 “The Governments railways, native rajahs and all are doing everything they can, employing- hundreds^f thou sands in building w^, can?.s_ roads and so forth. “One o’- the worst features is that, even if the rains come in time the peo ple have neither money to buy seed with nor bullocks to plow with, the latter having all died off.” odor as a, Dbi tugue.se prince; The first case he had •.;; Was a broken-legged lad, j And he used up his shinglo for splints. —Detroit Free Press. meet them. When she rose on her haunches to use her paws, she sat ly a few inches from the edge of ' cliff. Possibly she had learned. No One Cauglit On. “There is bound to be a fly in the honey,” said the disconsolate-looking citizen. “There’s always some small circumstance that prevents joy from being complete.” “What is the trouble now?” “The leading paper of my commit- nity printed my picture the other day.” . ‘That was nice.” ‘And it said that I was one of the •,that young bear’s nose come out and quick ly go back. Dropping to his hands and knees, he peered into the hole, but saw; only darkness. Then he pushed his hoe-handle into the hole, but could not feel the bear. The dogs now came running along the lodge on the scent, and began to bark at the hole where the boar-cub’s nose had appeared. Peter was en couraging them to crawl in and at-- tack, when a full-grown bear, the dam of the young one, emerged from an other opening. In his eagerness to capture the cub, Peter had forgotten that cubs have parents. He now saw the angry she bear between him and-the only way of escape. Raising the hoe, he stood on the defensive, while the dogs, see ing the big bear advancing, rushed at her fiercely. The old lady seemed to be an ex- end of the wide part of and lay down in a little spring water that trickled rocky floor. She lapped the ledge, stream of across the the water perfenced and cool fighter. She sat down near the outer edge ef 'the rocky floor, and suddenly reaching out her fete paw., knocked Watch over the cliff. Poor Watch uttered despairing ye;^ as he plunged down turning over and over. P’eftei leaned over in time to see the dog strike the water, and disappear. He q; fekly came up, however, and utter swimming round and round, and finding no landing place, turned and .started for the east bank, one hun- ^ved/yards distant and rolled in it, but did not forget to keep an eye on Peter. He stood sweltering against the cliff, wondering how he could escape, and very thirsty. The sight of the spring and of the river flowing below tantal ized him almost beyond endurance. While the old bear was lying in the water, a cub came out from behind the rock Peter was standing on,and sham bled to her. Raising herself, she gave the cub a slap that sent it rolling across The floor. Her act reminded* Peter of an impatient woman slapping- her child for bothering her when she has important matters on band. As the cub rolled over it caught sight of Peter on his pedestal, and the haste with which the littel fed- low scrambled into a hole was so com ical that the young man could not help laughing, moved out, but retreated. The sun grew Another cub soon seeing Peter, quickly hotter and hotter, un- til the young man felt that he was in danger of bcLug broiled against the cliff. He looked up, but there was- no possibility of sv'iing that overhang ing wall. Then he l^ked. down long- at the river. Ing hac down way to get rid of his enemy 'k him over the precipice. ad learned something, ? t of her reach. Fear- ght serve them as she ^re, Peter quickly sprang froj-u ins perch. He was about I neonle whom everybody knew; that people v.uvi unread beyond the confine and was carrying 1 beyond.” “Splendid.* “Then they ■ office and put n* .Ve city o the regions rushed in the friend Wiggin’s to run up behind the bear, and try to cut-Tier head open with.the hoe. He changed bis plan suddenly. Low ering the hoe, he grasped the handle firmly with both hands, and u oved round till he was but little behind the bear, and between her and the nearest wall. Then he rushed at her, using the big hoe as a battering ram. She was wholly occupied with the dogs at the moment. „ The hoe struck her squarely, and her hind parts were knocked over the edge of the cliff; but she caught the' rough rock with her front elaws, growling fiercely, and doing her best to get back upon the ledge. 'Peter, hammered her paws with the hoe un-‘ til he broke her hold, and then she fell back and dropped down, down, as the dogs had dropped. He heard the great splash, and looked over In time to see her c^Jue^ro the surface and strike out for the. east bank. The dogs stood with their heads over the edge of the cliff, barking at her loudly. On reaching the bank, the bea r sat- down and watched the cliff for a min ute or two; then she rose and disap peared into the bushes. While Peter was quenching his Thirst at the little spring, the dogs began to name under my picture.” “That was a little unfortunate.” “It isn’t the worst. Not a soul no ¬ ticed it except my wife. And all she said was that she didn’t think it looked much like Wiggins!'’—Wash- ington Star. Mrs. Strongmind—“Women would not be the blind slaves of a parry. They would be quite ready to scratch' candidates.” Professor Sneers- “Shouldn’t wonder. I suppose they would even use hat pins.”—Brooklyn Life. “I was terribly upset to-day,” sha said. “So?” he replied, in his superior, masculine way. “I suppose you heard some disagreeable gossip concerning yourself.” “No,” she replied, with at shake of her head; “I inadvertently got in the way of a moving bicycle.”-- Chicago Post. Wiggles—“Some persons hold that there is no such thing as perfect hap piness in this world.” Waggles— “Guess those people never watched a young woman in oblivious contem plation of that brand-new ring on the third finger of her left hand.”-- Boston Transcript. Aske—“Back home again, eh? What was the matter—too healthy for you out there?” Doctor—“Exactly. Thera was only one case of sckness in the town the whole time I was there.” Asket—“And I suppose some other doctor had that?” Doctor—“No; I had it. It was homesickness.”—Philadel phia Press. -■I A Golden Honeymoon. Are intrepid soldier of fortune an nounced joyfully the other day that he had wooed and won. the rich Miss Blank. The man to whom this good news was confided tried to beam and gush forth congratulations. But he knew that his friend would have mar ried Xantippe herself if she had & fortune, so he felt rather sorry for Miss Blank, but knowing that Miss Blank had an uncertain temper, white eye lashes and a waist almost as big as her fortune he felt rather sorry for .his impecunious friend. But he managed to smile as he shook his •hand, saying: “How long, old man, do you think the honeymoon will last?” Be Didn’t Follow the Custom. A bicyclist ran into a dog. while turning a corner in a nearby town re cently. The wheel was damaged and the rider hurt, but the dog escaped un harmed. As soon as the rider could recover himself, he began a hunt for the animal’s owner, ending in the fob lowing conversation: . “Is your dog licensed?” ^^ ^ “Yes.” “It’s a good thing for you he is, oe I would have him shot. He ran into “■It looked just the other way.” was the owner's rejoinder. “You ran him down, and you are the one responsible for the damage.” “Not at all!” shouted the injured one “I kept to the right, expecting the dog to do the same, and be didn’t!”—' New York Evening Post. “Honeymoon?' ’ cried the newly en- aged soldier of fortune. it honeymoon! It moon I”—-New. York vertiser. is “Don’t call my harvest ommercial Ad- A Novel Bicycle. A bicycle that in five minutes can. be taken apart and packed in a bag 24x jumping would be easy, but how about the bark under the cliff at the cubs, but i. was getting dark,- and the old bear 16 inches has been invented by »n in would doubtless return. So Peter genioas Frenchman, Not So Sore About His Joko. Sometimes a joue reacts. A young man in Auburn, to play a joke on a barber, paid him thirty-five old-fash ioned cents. Later, when he found that the barber had sold one of the coins for $35 he did not feel so well satisfied with bis joke, or at least thought it had become misplaced.- Bangor (Me.) Commercial.
The Scotland News (Laurinburg, N.C.)
Standardized title groups preceding, succeeding, and alternate titles together.
Sept. 14, 1900, edition 1
3
Click "Submit" to request a review of this page. NCDHC staff will check .
0 / 75