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laughing luci: One day vvliilc sitting on , loafer's bench smoking Prince Albert tobacco in genuine imported biar pipes, Bill had a laughing (it. Some joke or something had caused a little ripple o( mirth, which grew and grew. I never in all my iiie saw a man enjoy a laugh better. Even tears stood in Bill's eyes shining like Ford head lights. . . . "Bill, you sure enjoy a joke, dont you?" -I , asked, trying to get the uproar to a ceasing point. "Yes, my lad, that makes me think of a laugh I had when a boy." "In the early winter of 1834, -in fact, it was up in December, after we . had just survived a big snow storm. I went to' church one Sab bath morning. Now I am not going to: tell you what -church, because it T ' i T,..,.4. in foil rVlot uca dKaiuob fcv church he is affiliated witn, anyways I went. , , ' The fchurch was built 6f logs, -with rriud daubed between the cracjes, ana sfclit slabs made tne noor. . .m building was thirty feet .square, with a 'large fire place built m tlfe North :Ttiit , orpnpratinn.. can;t xonceive CI the idea, but we men folks always i mTam v a vi A . irnll carnea our guns . y"s, the services were in progress - two or 1 f tUa kact morlkcmpn were act- irig as guards; that , is they, earned their guns in ineir nanus. , . J The .preacher, ' one' of "those circuit riders, always started- on time, . and closed on time ; . two,, hours t after u-nnincT A . fair crowd had-gatner- ed on this dreary cpld wintery day, but the house was. -nice and-cozy due to ' tire' great pile" of ..-hickory ' logs blazing m- the fire, place As the" preacher drew his - sermon , to a close, . he stepped down from -the pulpit, to lead, tiie closing hymn Back in thdse days preachers could 4ing. ' You never in: your life, then, saw a preacher have a man to sing or act as choir s leader. ' The preach ers earned their money, so theyMed the singing. Being a man of about two hundred pounds avoirdupois,, as he made his descension, he stepped upon one of the short, ends of a floor slab, 'and down ,he went. Bob bie Ransom, a small chap, had just started to go nearer the fire,- and as luck would have it, he went up rid ing one end of the slab while the preacher went down riding the other. Bobbie was scared nearly helpless, but he; finally found his voice. "Help! Help I'm gone!". r , . , Now . Bobbie's dad' was one., of the church guards. . He was suimg Dy the fire .peacefully snoozing, but when Bobbie's startling cry sounded throughout the church, the old man Somehow let his gun off. The bullet 'Went thru the roof doing no harm, but just" then Bobbie , fell sprawling Into his dad's lap. ' 1 "Land's sakes, the mountains are falling, is the end, here?", whispered Bobbie's dad, as he sprung to his feet and rushed out towards the center of the room. " , "No", shouted f Bobbie, but; its coming, look outr ' It ; was too late for the floor slab took the old man across the head as it came back towards its m resting place. "Indians," cried Bobbie s dad as he was knocked senseless uyuu the floor. . . ; Well the services, were over then, everybody were ruhing around try ing to do something; that was every ' One except old man Ransom, who was as still as a corpse. .. Put rnnl water and plenty of rub bing finally brought the renewed life, and he sat up, "Well, boys is the fighting over?" We all laughed and explained how everything actually was, then he began to laugh. I know I laughed a solid hour. ... Well, that Sunday Pwas invited to go over to wune oruwus uumc iu take dinner, yes even more than that, to spend the evening and come back with -Willie to tnenignt ser vices. Willie Brown was my gal's name,- a sweet little blonde" of about eighteen summers and one hundred and eighty pounds. . Willie's Pa and Ma, brothers and sisters together with the preacher were right along with us, so I whis pered to Willie to "walk up and we would go ahead and have a fire built. Willie's Ma already had the dinner cooked, out sne naa to warm up the roasts and bread. We had a roaring big fire going when the others arrived, so within a few minutes we were seated arouna the table. ' . . . Willie's folks had a habit of start ing a dish at the head of the table, and letting it go around and back to the head of the table And a dish had to be a large one to go around and not be empty, for Willie had seven . sisiprs uiu umc wuiuvu. I was seated near the preacher, next to the head of the tableWhen he started the roasted vension around, my. but vthat platter must have had fifteen pounds of meat on it. "Brother Brown, my leg is begin ning to pain quite a bit,, where I hurt it going thru that church floor. Just -before I had time to set the meat down to help myself, the hate ful thing slipped and fell onto an immense bowl of buckle vberries. The juice and berries flew like a cloud of smoke. The preacher was to blame for he made see again the quick wav he had of going thru floors, and when I started to laugh that meat took French leaves. The preacher and I caught the contents frotn the headtdown. "Young man," he turned to me and angerly said, "if you had more grips and less mirth, you would be, more and the juice soon ceased to twinkle down my nose. The preacher and I both had to borrow shirts from Mr. Brown ,and wc soon had the berry juice washed from our white shirts and they were hung before the fire to dry. Ther. we finished our meal in peace and harmony. ' , That afternoon we sat around the fire, ate apples, popped corn and listened to Mr. Brown and the preached' tell about Charleston, Wilmington and other large : cities, they had been. After an early supper we walked back to the church, that is Mrs. and Mr. Brown, Willie the preacher, and myself. The preacher ' left his horse' at Mr. Brown's for he ' had decided to spend the night .thdre. The 'evening services were very short, for most, of jthe people didn't like to be out late atnieht. ' On; the way back Willie and I were a short ways in tront- of the rest of the party. We had to cross Curtnncffifbz&e rrppk in a fnnt loer. Near the center of the creek, Willie said something about how the preach looked whe'n going thru the floor, and ,1 .just had to- laugh. I was leading Willie and when I began to laugh, she got unbalanced and fell overboard." Of course, I was thrown also; That water ., sure was . cold, and nearly , waist deep. Luck was with Willie for a hoop in her dress'. caught on a snag, which had not been trimmed 'from the foot log, and there she 1 . was hanging , . head down, within two feet of the water. She screamed ' for , help and I pulled myself together and waded out to the shore In the meantime, her father 'rushed up, and was trying to help her upon the. foot log. I " still carried . my rifle, which had a large hunting knife tied on the end for a bayoniet. Mr. Brown got unbalanced and started to . fall backwards. He met my rifle, the bayonet ' end, and oh ! what .' a scream. "Indians," he yelled and. caught himself and dived into the water. , w Now the preacher, was holding Mr. Brown's rifle, standing on the bank. As Mr. Brown, yelled Indians, the preacher threw the rifle down and "started racing back ,down the road. "I'll bring some help quick." In a few minutes I had worned myself sick trying to get Willie un hung, but it was in vain. Mrs. Brown, was crying for her poor girl's safety and her own, thinking Indians had attacked her husband. Mr. Brown was no-where to be seen. ' ',! Shortly the preacher came gallopj ing up the road with ' several mefi behind him., , - . 7 (, , f Once'-.a matt by name' of bray asked Mrs. .Brown where her hus band, and' the Indians were. Poor soul, she couldn't tell. A crackling of bushes up the creek, caused Mr. Gray to throw his rifle tov his shoulder. A voice cried out, "Look out, you fools. You'll shoot a white man." . It was Mr. Brown, who was tryrng to locate the Indians. "Where are the Indians, Mr. Brown?", asked Mr. Gray. "Drat, if I know, one shot me m the hip with an arrow,' and I know nothing more," replied Mr. Brown. "Come on here, you folks; and help ffte with 'Willie and let the Indians go, for the poor girl can't stay here all night,". I shouted. I soon hady my plans made. So I waded out into the creek of icy cold waters and tried to hold up Willie's head, while the other ten men carried the foot log ' across to one side, and there we rescued poor Willie. I was afraid if we tried any other plan that the dress would be torned and she. might fall into the water. ; " The men worked in a hurry for it was a wet bunch. Then we had to carry the foot log back so Mrs. Brown could get across. . Willie was 'allright as quick as she got over her fright. So thanking the men, our party hastened on to wards Mr.. Brown's, to get dry cloth ing and be next to a, fire, v Yes, of course, I had to spend the night at Mr. Brown's," - ' . 0. JOHN. ; A TWO BILLION DOLLAR ROBBERY A statistician for a large insurance company recently estimated that Americans lose at least $2,000,000,000 a year through fraudulent investment schemes. , x ' Thousands of our citizens are de frauded of their life savings because they fail to take the simplest pre cautions necessary to successful in vesting. ; . The lure of tremendous returns and glittering prospects is an almost "sure" bait for any otherwise intel ligent people. They succumb with out resistance to the blandishments of the high-pressure salesmen of questionable stocks. There is but one safeguard against this knowledge. Few. people under stand the ramifications of modern finance. The great body of investors must depend on advice. In America we have a great number of responsible brokers and investment bankers whose business and pleasure it is to. discuss with investors secur ities listed on exacting .stock ex changes' in leading financial centers. Investment keeps the wheHs of modern industry in motion. ' But the intelligent citizen, investing money outside his own business' buys on the advice of established, brokers or WASHINGTON NEWS LETTER AND COMMENT A day's doings in the Senate are reported thus: 12 M. to 12:33 1'. M. Routine general business. 12:33 1'. M, Adjourned. Vell done, thou good and faithful servant. The Court of Appeals of Kentucky holds that the motto "Kentucky for Progress" may appear on automobile license tags. The tendency to raise the speed limit, and the rapid in crease in the number of cars on the highways, call for identification marks which can be read at a glance. Extraneous' matter on an auto tag detracts from its legibility, and generalities do not help, in spot ting a particular, car. It is to be hoped that the Kentucky ruling will not be replied upon as a precedent. . Sevent million glasses of beer were consumed in Paris in a single day 'during the hot wave. It looks as though the Rhine had changed it? course. ' "-,lif t From Tuesday to Saturday, the wreckage of, a fallen airplane lay undiscovered in New Mexico. A half-hundred planes criss-crossed the sky, and . Indians and habitants searched country which they knew foot, by foot, but for five days the resting place of the ship and its crew remained a mystery. Calamity Jane and Bill Hickok are gone, but in a sense,. portions of the West remain wild. By way of comparison, it may be recalled that 'the body of an aviator that came ashore found upon the coast of Europe, was dis covered and buried with due process of law so quickly that when a general search was instituted, it had to be continued among the records of events that had already passed into local history. Swearing among girls is said to be common, and is condemned as bad, by an expert in juvenile research. Women have the same right as men to swear, but those -who look back at childhood through the mist of .years, will be, inclined to, rejoice that they do not see the halo of motherhood surrounding a head from which pro ceeded the frequent damn. . If a vote were taken to determine the greatest mechanical achievement of the last thirty years, the radio or the flying machine would carry' away the majority. Not one in twenty would cast his ballot for the perfect ed gasoline engine, upon which so much of human pleasure and ma-1 terial prosperity depends. Dr. Lang ley would have opened the doors to aerial navigation long before flying became even an experimental success, if he had known of a small and com pact source of adequate power. With out the internal combustion engine, every automobile would be a- mass of junk, and countless agricultural ma chines, domestic lighting and pump iner ancKDumoine plants, and wood- sawing outfits, bear witness to the worth bf the little motor that works away forgotten in the darkness of the engine hood. ' Somebody in Pennsylvania fastened a quantity of dynamite toa family dog and sent him home. The exploding charge killed the dog, sliced off the front of the house, and injured a child who opened the door when the poor beast whined to be admitted. One cannot think of a meaner man than he who would use the homing instinct' of a domestic animal as a means for attempting murder by stealth. t " Bobby Jones steps down from the head of the amateur golf class, for the benefit of Johnny Goodman, 'and Goodman immediately gives place to another in the championship tourna ment. An analysis of the situation affords no useful information. Bobby was as good a player, on the whole, the day he was beaten, as he was the day before, and Goodman was no worse the afternoon he receive his trimming than he was in the mowing, when he got the better of Jones. Shakespeare has abstracted about all the knowledge that is to be obtained from circumstances f this 'nature when he remarks that there is a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at its flood, leads on to fortune. , Prof. Casson, of Yale, classes an noyances under nine heads:, un pleasant association, interference with pleasant activity, oppossing ego tendency, identification, retrogres sion (a terrdency to turn td childish modes of behavior), undue familiar ity, discards from the body (such as falling hair, inherited tendencies, and considered under one head, customs, conventions, , and taboos. The list may not be complete, but the -world would be a merrier place if but one of the classes specified did not exist. 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