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J I.' $1.00 a Yeari in Advance.' " FOR GOD, FOR COUNTRY, AND FOR TRUTH.' Single Copy, 5 Cent. VOL. XIV. PLYMOUTH, N. C, FKIDAY. JULY 17, 1903. NO.l , J.:. TWILIGHT. . Ky IIISNKY W. TIio hvilight is 'sad and cloudy, The wind blows -loud and free, . lAnd like tao wings of the seabirds Flash the whiteeap's of 'the sea. . ' . Unt in the fisherman's co.ttace There shine:;! a ruddier light, " "And-a lil t to face at the window Peers out into the night. Close, close it is pressed to the window, As if those childish eyes Were looking into the darkness To see some form arise. itwautr&siEEaisESB cans esss Ffa Exploit f I MARTIN I Ey Frai!'l'.n jivn1,'!-. evening I stepped into Alex Kolley's store, -wlncli was also the agency post ofiico, to await the slow coining of the mail, and found that the proprietor rone out to supper and left the door unlocked. He had 110 clerk, and inside v.-ere a number of "blanket In dians" seated upon boxes and barrels, very much at home. I knew that Gov ernment employes at all the Sioux agencies were notoriously negligent in the matter of locks and keys, yet I was surprised at Kellcy's supreme con fidence in the.se Indians. When wo were alone that evening I poke to him about the matter. "Oh," he replied, in his easy way, "if there are Indians in the store when I'm ready for meals, I don't send them out. Show a Sioux that you have per fect confidence in him, and you can trust him with anything you'va got. The best clerk -I had, in the days when my trade needed help, was an Indian Martin Blucshield. Martin saved me from loss by thievery several times; lho thieves were whites. "I'll tell you of Martin's fracas with 'Dig' Kosky. Kosky had a timber c'aim over here on La root Creek. He was some kind of a foreigner and had worked in the pineries; he was the big gest and the meanest man that ever came into these parts. He was a tre inondou.s follow in size, with a neck and chest like a bull's, and he had a black beard as coarse as straw, that stood straight out like a hog's bristles. "At 1'uai time the Indians here, who have always been peaceable, were feel ing very innui It was the year after the Custer light, and the people of the settlements hereabouts were not well deposed toward the Indians. "I don't know how it is," said Kelley, lydeetiwdy, but most white people don't seem to know the difference Jjc tweon a good Indian and a bad one. , Fully u hie-tenths of the Sioux have li'-ver takenpart in any hostile move against cur people. Yet this niue trnths have been made Io suffer greater privations than the fellows who did the lighting. "Well. Big Kosky and some others took advantage of the situation here, and robbed. lho Judian: whenever they had half a chance. Kosky, at Laroot Creel:, was close to the. reservation aim lie had" a keen -eye for stray .;. I r-uppose he stole and sold a 1 or fifteen cf tliem in a year. every loss the Indians would their ponies closer for a time; they'd get a little careless and f '.iek would disappear. It did ;e slight oft gocd to complain; both ,i -1 i' r: v.. I .-ml ; be in:.-denary hero went to the s'.' Tilts in ik'.. adjoining counties, ami ivied (o g,?i them to put a stop to the r;bherv. . 'The I:u?a: Kv-skv much spitiik ; niedii-lr. eon came to fear Fdg y::me people fear evil :ught he had a wakan" or spirit "which pi'o- 1 tun:. They said he could look Ihrruigh a person and moo what . U ul hhu. lie visually carried a -bitted : i ll o In with a long handle. ins looked wnon as his war-weapon; and they supposed ho mid - throw this through a man at a very long distance. . ' Hi' us d to come to my store now and tbm to trade, and the Indians al ways kept away from him, for he hated them and would glare at them 0 ILJl had t LONGrEILOW. And a woman's waving shadow. ' Is naKsinf? to and fro. Now rising to the ceiling. Now bowing and bending low. "What tale do the roaring ocean And the night wind, bleak and wild, As they beat at the' erazv casement, Tell to that little child? Imd why do the roaring ocean And the night wind wild and bleak, As they beat at theheartof themother, Drive the color from her check? Welles Calk'ns. like a mad beast. But my clerk, who had ,bcen educated in white schools, had lost his fear of wakan. men, and it was amusing to me to watch the play between them. "'Good day, Mr. Kosky!' Martin would say, very politely. 'Will you have some rope to-day, or will you have one of these fine knives?' and he would hold up a butcher-knife or a coil of rope for inspection. "Big Kosky's eyes would blase, and then he'd mutter something in his own language and turn to mo for what he wanted. Frobably, though, there would have been no fnrcas between Martin and Kosky if I' hadn't been called to Fort Berthold on business. Kosky came over the next day with a cart and yoke of oxen after some flour. When he entered the store he glared at Mar tin as usual, and raiding I was to he gone for a week or two, he turned on his heel and walked out. "A little while afterward an Indian came in and told Martin that the big medicine wasechun" white man "had taken one of my ponies, which was picketed in a ravine beside the road. The old scamp supposed it was an In dian's pony. "Martin said nothing, but locked the store, saddled his pony, and went after Big Kosky. About two miles from the store he overtook the fellow, with my horse tied behind his cart. Then there was a lively time. Kosky got off his cart with his a::o and charged Martin, yelling like a wild man. The boy dodged on his spry pony and watched for an opening. "He circled swiftly around the cart and oxen until Big Kosky was pretty well blown trying to get at him. Then, when Kcsky was at the opposite' side of the cart, Martin made a sudden dash at the oxen and belabored them with a stockwhip. It needed only a cut or two to set them off at a jump, and Kosky, puffed and tired, was left to shout after the runaways. "Martin ran the exen to a safe dis tance, then cut the led pony's rone, and drove the animal homeward, with Big Kosky shouting after him all kinds of'ihrcats. "The ojd ' rascal didn't make vain threats, either. Two days later he came on the reservation with a couple of cowboys who hadn't any too good repu tations, and drove off a bunch of iifty odd ponies which an Indian boy wa.i hording on Short Pine Creek. "They wouldn't have dared attempt so bold a theft if either I or the mis sionary, Mr. William:?, had been on the reservation. But as it was, they only had. to drive these ponies to the near est railroad town and srl .thorn at J'" 10 or :?ir each, and lho complaint.-' of the Indians would avail nothing- Such robberies of the-Sioux were frequent in those days, and -.kept even the friend liest of them in a state of hostile, feel ing. . "I don't suppose that Martin even world have dared to follow the ras cals if they hadn't run off four of my ponies in the bunch they stampeded. But I had left him in charge of my properly, and when a runner came in with news of the loss he again locked the store, and leaving Eorae Indians ca guard, mounted his pony and followed the rustlers. He was careful,, after striking their trail, not to come in sight of. them until after dark. "About two hours after sunset he came up with them in the coulee of Chapeau Creek. They had just mad camp, having run the slock more that forty miles over an unsettled district Martin saw them without being seen He picketed his pony beyond ear-shot and then crept close to their camp hiding in some bushes where he coulc keep an eye on every movement. "The three men were sitting about s small. fire, eating their supper. . Theii ponies were picketed close by, and their guns, two Winchesters belonging to the cow-men and an old shotgur which Kosky carried, lay against theii saddles within their reach. "The moon was shining brightly intc the coulee, and just below the rustler? Martin saw the pony herd in a eloat bunch, most of them lying' at rest. ' "The Indian settled himself to wait, and presently Big Kosky got up. saddled his horse, took his gun anc1 went to look after the herd, while the othei-3 unrolled their blankets, laid their Winchesters beside them, and stretched themselves at their fire. "They had been talking together and laughing, and were evidently pretty well contented with their catch; they seemed to feel pretty sure about get ting off with the herd. Martin watched the fellows like a lynx, and when they were sound asleep and Kosky was out of sight ' looking after the herd, he crawled into their camp and got both their guns. Then he crawled away again. "The guns he carried up tho creek and strapped to his pony's saddle. Then he came back' just as slyly to look after Big Kosky and the ponies. So far everything had gone to his liking, and now to get rid of that rascally herder. "Kosky kept the horses in a close bunch, riding about them with his gun across his saddle, and Martin's pros pect for running off any of them looked pretty poor. Whatever he did must be done before the fellows in camp were awakened, for the discovery of the loss of their guns would alarm them at once. "The ponies, however, themselves settled Martin's plan of action. They'd been watered at Lame Man's Creek, some miles back, and toward midnight they began to want drink, and to drop into the bed of the Chapeau to look for it. The creek was dry, with only a pool here and there in dips, of the chan nel; alil Kosky, to quiet their uneasi ness, "torked the bunch along up to one of tho sunken ponds some two hundred yards above his rustlers' camp. "Martin followed closely, keeping out of sight in the dry channel. Very soon he heard the ponies slipping down a steep bank into the pond; and peer ing out of the cover of tall grass, he saw Kosky ride his own horse down to drink. Martin could just see the horse's rump as the animal stood, halt on end, and the man's head and shoul ders, as he sat braced in his saddle. "There was the boy's opportunity, and he took it as quick as lightning. He crawled slyly out of the grass and got directly behind the rustler. Then, using the stock of his carbine as a battering-ram, he made a running jump, striking the man squarely between the shoulders. "Kosky was hurled as if kicked by a mule. He struck the water with a splash and sank like a sack of sand. Martin landed behind his saddle, and the rustler's horse slid into the water, where he floundered over his breath less n sier. "The ponies were startled into snort ing a little, but they were too thirsty to run, and Martin kept hi.s seat and rode out upon the bank. He tied his captured horse to some willows, and then evaded in and dragged Kosky out into the dry bed of the creek. There he turned the man upon his face and flapped his back until he began to show- signs of life: then lie tied him. hands and feet, and left him there to come, to and reflect upon the uncertain ties of rustling "The ponies were now grazing quiet ly,, and Martin moved 'them up-stream io where his horse was tied, and then drove them rapidly home. "That experience settled the accounts of Big Kosky in these parts. I reckon the whole business was rather mys terioi:s to him. He never came on the reservation again, to our knowledge, and soon after abandoned his claim. Martin's handling of him gave the In dians here some heart to protect their property, and there was less stealing of their stock. They gave Martin a long name they called him Strikcs-the-liig-Medicine-White-Man.'' Youth's Companion. Together with the tools that wero stored inside it, an entire house ha a been stolen, brick by brick, near Cua sel. Germany. . PORTRAIT PILLOWS. A New "SIcthod of Applying Color to Vel vet is Exhibited. Hero is something new in pillows portrait pillows, they are called. The face of a noted poet or statesman looks up at one from a background of one of his own quotations. W'e may see Whit tier and Burns, K' ding and Goethe in this array of good folk who are willing to lend themselves to our ease and en joyment. One is bound to be soothed in resting upon this happy thought of Stevenson's: "The world is so full of a number of things, I am sure we should all be as happy as kings." An excellent portrait of Stevenson is framed in this quotation, and in the four corners are clusters of the red "Mulberry berries," as they are called, of Samoa. On the Roosevelt pillow is the rugged countenance of the Presi dent with his words: "The only man who never makes a mistake is the man who never does anything." Then there is the toast pillow, a com fortable adjunct to the bachelor's den. Round and smiling, happy Pickwickian gentlemen are brewing steaming punches or offering one of these merry toasts: "A long life and a happy one, A true wife and a pretty one, Here's to the light that lies in woman's eyes, And lies! and lies! ! and lies! ! ! These pillows are artistically gotten up in velours and leather. Those in velours, however, seem better suited to the use for which they are intended. The design is wrought in r, combina tion of coloring and pyrographic work. This "fire painting," ar; it is called, up on velvet is a work somewhat new. Hand painting upon velvet has never been satisfactory. The paint in time cracks and loses its color, and the whole effect is inartistic. A new method of applying color to velvet has been most happy in its results. By a chemical process the dye is removed from the velvet in the required designs, then the foreign colors are applied. "Fire painting" may be done in elab orate ornamentations on portieres and .heavy draperies in velours. A popu lar design is a large Japanese lily, which, with the graceful twistings of its long stems, forms r. beautiful bor der for such heavy hangings. When this is wrought in dull greens on a rich red velvet the elrect is charming. Another style of decoration in this line is an applique of leather upon vel vet. This is used for smaller table covers, mats and even fjr sofa cush ionsExchange. The Sew "White Africa. The annual report of the British South Africa Company shows that things are still running in Rhodesia, notwithstanding the loss of Cecil Rhodes. Native laborers on the farms in Mata beleland earn from ..uO to $0 a month. There has been some trouble from locusts in Southern Rhodesia, but they seem to have the tramp disposition, and succumb to treatment with soap and water. A new hut tax has been imposed, and natives scramble for the privilege of paying it. Boys under eighteen grumble when their money is handed back to them and they are told that they are too young to pay. There are 2S1 telephone subscribers in Southern Rhodesia, two public li braries and two public parks and gar dens. There is a flourishing Rhodesia Scien tific Association, with headquarters and a museum at Buluwayo. Progress has been made in exploring the famous ruins of Zimbalwe, the seat of King Solomon's mines, and seme gold ornaments of ancient workmanship-have been found. Xcw York World. ' Afflictions of Animals. "Nino-tenths of all tho animals in capaviiy have heart disease," said a Zoo keeper. "Why it is I don't know, but on the hearts of all except the wolves cage life has a very injurious effect. Wolves and all the canines suf fer least from captivity. Often, indeed, they don't appear to suffer at all. They eat well, keep fat. raise large families and. live to a tremendous age. "Each sort of animal, when caged, is milk-ted with one particular kind cf disease. Thus, elephants always, or nearly always, have rheumatism. Mon kevf have bronchitis or tubcrculoisis. The felines the tigers and lions and so forth suffer most from dysentery. The deer family also sutlers from dysentery as well as from heart disease. Snakes' main trouble is cold." Philadelphia 1'ecord. MORRIS MAGUIRE; ' CHAPTER I. O hark to the story of Morris Maguire, Who fed upon bacon in front of a fire. Who sat in the kitchen on purpose to be Prepared on the spot for his dinner and tea. He slept in the parlor, so people declare, To save him the trouble of climbing the stair. He sat on the softest of cushions, it's said, With one for each elbow and one for b.13 head, And where is the creature, I beg to in auire. So fond of his comfort as Morris Maguire? CHAPTER II. But sorrow will come from a habit like that, And Morris grew stout I may even say fat. Each night he grew broader, each morning more round, Till truly his figure was one to astound, And what was his horror to find as he grew, The doors were too narrow to let him go , through. And so, like a captive, he sat in hi.s room. Too fat to get out. What a terrible doom! And did he escape? Well, I never quite knew. But what a sad story supposing it's true! New York Herald. "The idea of his accusing me of mak ing a lie out of the whole cloth I" "Ridiculous! ' You're too economical for that." Washington Star. "I am told that her fiance is wealthy quite one of the 'landed gentry,' in fact." "Yes. It was her mother who landed' him." Brooklyn Life. The cvnic hates the world, and so Declares with all his vim. He really could not hate it, though, As much as it hates him. Philadelphia Press. Claude "Miss Thirtyodd seems to hold her ago well." Maude "Hold her age! Why, she hasn't let go of a sin gle year since she's been twenty-five"' Baltimore Herald. A chap who'd lived just as he should, Wa3 running one day through a would, Wlienliis head struck a tree, He fell dead as could be How nice that he'd always been gould! Baltimore American. Mr. Byrnne Coyne "Ah, sweetest one, may I be your captain and guide your bark down the sea of life?" Mrs. Berrymore (a widow) '.'No; but you can be my second mate.' Detroit Free Press. Pedro "What think you of the pro posed law?" Miguel "What is it?:' Pedro "It is to thfe effect that after a man has taken part in ten insurrections he shall be exempt from further mili tary service." Puck. Sunday-school Teacher "Yes. the whole earth was flooded, and even the bushes and trees were under a great sheet of water. What is it, Johnny?" Johnny "Please, ma'am, where did the kids put their clothes when they went in swimmin'?" Philadelphia Tele graph. Margaret "No, 30 u cannot stay, love. Your mother says it is absolutely nec essary for you to come home." Eliza beth "Oh, dear! I sometimes think that mother is the inventor of neces sity, instead of necessity being the mother of invention." Kansas City Journal. Proprietor "Yes, we could find a place for your friend, if he is all right. What do you know about him?" Friend of Applicant "He has served three terms in the Common Council and two in the Legislature." Proprietor "I mean what do you know about him to his credit." Boston Transcript. Lawyer "It was I who drew up your late husband's will, and in it he par ticularly requested that you should not marry again, but I " Widow Oh, dear Mr. Saunders, your kind offer has quite overcome me, but wouldn't it be more seemly to wait until the period of mourning has expired before we announce the engagement?" Phil adelphia Telegraph. Queer Uritisli l'Ico "Names'. There are some places with curious names in the United Kingdom, as will be seen on reference to the Fostollice Guide. The following places with names significant to our readers will be found" in the issue for this year: Hosuital, Orphan Home. Hydropathic, The" Ward, Bath, Nursling. The Chart. Croat Chart, Cotton, Sheet. Wool, Screen, Shelf, Pill, 'ih'.ss. Swallow, Lansing, Sound. Salt. Stool, Hum. Burn, C, ravel. Stones, Scale. Mumps, Knocks, Croat Snoring, Healing, Back. Hand, Ham. Leggs. Eye, Tongue and Coldbackie Tongue-whieh last sounds like complicated symptoms in Tklgiu English. The Lancet.
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