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THE BIRD HAD FLOWN. where the boys had, after carying it with their pocket knives, greedily; devoured the well-cooked bird. i TURKEY DINNER AT WHICH THE TURKEY WAS ABSENT. l'uyul, where the captain gave her in charge of the American consul, when she was sent back to America. Whether she ever forgave tha second officer for striking at her I cannot tell but at her marriage in New Bedford, which took place some time afterward, Mr.

Folger figured as a principal, Boston Globe. EPISODE ON A STREET CAR. THE FALSE NOTE, Does a strain of exultation Corns unbidden to tho tone, Voicing sympathy and comfort Vben another's hope Is li wat Does regret como slyly plucking At the sleeve, while we rejoico When another has succeeded By his deed, or pen, or voice? Hail the blemish in tho blossom! Hail the discord In tho luno! We should come to liute tho roses Were tho round of June. Charles Eugene Banks, How a Crowd of Country Boyi Spoiled a Nicely Planned Feait Myiterlous Disappearance of the Iloant Turkey. BAD WORK BY BIG EAGLES.

Fowl and Live-Stock Carried Off to the Wood. The gigantio bald eagles of Dunce's Mills and Cazadoro, in California, have been making it very lively, according to all accounts, for certain kinds of live stock and fowl in that vicinity. Pigs, full-grown Shanghai chickens and even calves have been carried away in the talons of these great birds. All the sportsmen of the vicinity are keeping their rifles loaded for the big eagles. William Montgo'mery, of the American Exchange, who has been at Caza-dero and Duncan's Mills on a vacation, returned to San Francisco with what probably was the king of tho eagles.

It was the result of his prowess in the great redwoods near Duncan's Mills. The wings stretched thirteen feet from tip to tip and its talons were a sight to behold. As well suppose a lot of hay could get away from an Improved horse pitchfork as that any prey of these monstrous birds could fall from their grasp. They were almost as strong as the grappling hooks sent down in a river for a heavy object. Mr.

Montgomery told how the latest loss was that of an Italian named Casino, from whom the eagles had taken a couple of pigs. "But what surprised me more than anything else, "he added, "was the immense size of their nests in the redwoods and the material they use. I saw a nest in a gigantic redwood there that had sticks in, it as big as a fence rail. How the eagle ever lifted them and managed them was a great surprise to me, especially till I came In close view of the eagles. The nest I speak of was a tree that towered at least 300 feet high.

Three sticks of the size I have mentioned were laid in the forks of a tree in the form of a triangle. They were arranged at the corners, one on the other, just like a rail fence, and were perfectly solid and secure. On this was piled very coarse sticks and heavy brush, making a complete nest The ingenuity displayed was remarkable. Eagles are flying about the points I have mentioned most all the time. The towns are only seven miles apart The region is favorable for the great birds and they are making the most of it.

War will be on The Luugh on the Conductor aud En Joyed by all the l'aasengeri. There was a man and a boy and a' dog. The man was waiting for a car.) So was the boy. So was the dog. When the car came they all took thej rear platform and stood there.

In a. few minutes tho conductor came out collected two fares and tinkled the; boll twice. He noticed tho dog, and, turning to the man, said: "Dogs are against tho rules." The man was deeply interested in; tho white film of smoke which coiled! upward from the end of his cigar, and did not hear, so the conductor touched him on the elbow. Dogs are not allowed to ride oa street cars, I said. Did you, indeed? Ah! and do the dogs mind it very much.

I The two high school girls tittered and the boy shot a wad of paper at a passing vehicle. The conductor looked back and growled: Please put that dog off, will you?" "Will Well not if the court; knows herself." "Well I will, then, "and he shoved the dog off the platform, slammed the door and went forward. The man smiled, tho boy whistled, the dog back again and the high-school girl tittered a little more. In a few minutes the conductor came back again and he looked ugly. "Now, look here, my friend," he said, "I want you to understand that I want you to put off that dog and keep him off." "All right I understand." do it then." Sj "Oh, no; not this evening." Biff! The dog yelped and landed half way across the street "Now, Mr.

Man. the next time I have to put that dog off this car, I'll lire you after him." and he went forward and jerked the bell rope. The man still. watched the curling smoke, the boy whistled again, the dog jumped back on tho platform, and the passengers smiled and nudged each other. At the next crossing the con-ductor burst out on the platform with the snort of a war horse: "See here, smarty but just then tho boy jumped off, called his dog and the two went trotting down the street The passengers roared, the man knocked the ashes off his cigar with his little finger and the conductor glared at him for an instant chewed up the rest of his sentence and jumped back to his post growling, "Blast a fool anyhow." For the IToto'.

In 7ev. J. E. Hardy's sketches of Maltese life, he tells a story of a naval friend, who stopped one Christmas time in the great market in Va-lctta, before the stall of "a Joe" with whom he had had many dealings. The color of one of the turkeys, all trussed and ready for the spit, at-1 tracted him.

The breast of the victim was of a bluish purple, the legs were scraggy and also discolored, but otherwise the bird seemed to have been well fed. Pointing to it he asked: "How much?" Joe fell back, and beckoning to him, explained matters: "Dat not for you. 6ignor; dat for de hotel." Then, in a mysterious but impressivo whisper, he added: "He die." SUNDRY NOVELTIES. in earnest however, if they do not starboard bow boat (commonly called the captain's boat) and hud gone to the rescue of the third mate and his crew, who were hanging on to tho bottom of the stoven bout. The steenige boy was pulling the after oar in tho captain's boat When they reached the stoven boat one of the 'men.

who was hausted with holding on to the boat's keel, let go and sank beneatli tho water. an you sco him," asked Captain Gardner. the men. "He is tangled in the bights of tho ropes hanging from tho Hail under tho boat." Whilo this conversation was taking place, tho steerage boy had snatched the sheath knife that is always kept beside the loggerheads in a whale boat plunged into the water ana cut the rope that hnld the drowning man. Together they rose to the and willing hands grabbed them both und pulled them into the boat They every means known to whalemen to bring the man lo life; In a few minutes they could see signs of returning consciousness, and were finally rewarded by hearing the man heave a sigh.

The next day ho was all right again. The steerage boy was the hero of the day. The captain took him into the cabin and gave him a new suit of clothes. "You are a brave boy," said Capt Gardner, "and when we reach home I shall tell the owners what a treasure you have been on the ship." The tears came into the boy's eyes; he fell on his knees and cried. "Oh, if you only knew! Capt Gardner, I hope you will always think well of me." The captain tried to soothe him, and told him he had been such a brave little man he must not give way to tears now.

After the captain went on d9ck he called Mr. Folger aside and said: "I think that boy of ours must have stolen something or committed some boyish depredation on shore and it is preying on his mind, but there is one riure thing, he is a brave little lad, and I 6hall stand by bim." The next morning more whales were sighted about four miles from the ship, otf our starboard beam. The boats were lowered, and before starting the captain charged the officers to be careful and not frighten them with their oars, as the wind was very light and the sea calm. 1 art of the men had to stay on board to attend to the try works, which made them short handed in' the boata so the steerage boy was given permission to go in the second mate's boat and pull the after oar. They had a long chase to the windward, when suddenly the whales turned about and came to the leeward.

"Stop!" said the officer. "I think the whales are passing under us." And sure enough the whales broke water to the leeward of the boats. "Now. boys, pull for all you are worth, for the whales are frightened." They pulled once more. All of a sudden the steerage boy was seen to falter and make a misstroke with his oar.

"You scoundrel," cried the officer with an oath. "We will lose our chance, for we are close on to them." The boy regained himself and once more the boat shotahead. "Stand up, "yelled the officer to the Portuguese boat-stearsr, and Manuel jumped to his feet for down beneath the boat could be seen the whale almost ready to break water again. At that moment the boat stopped with a jerk, and tho steerage boy fell exhausted from his oar, which had cramped with him. Oh.

you villain! what do you meanP" cried the officer. "We have lost the whale!" and at that moment the whale broke water ahead of the boat The boy mado no answer, but lay paie on the thwart of the boat. "You young rascal I will teach you better than to come in ray boat and make me lose a whalo!" Seizing tho bight of the towline from the stern sheet of the boat he was on tho point of striking him with it when the boy's lips were seen to move, and he whispered: Don't Mr. Folger. please don't!" "I will!" cried the thoroughly excited officer.

The boy struggled to his kneeaand clasping his hands, said: "You do not dare to strike me, for I am Oh, my Cod! 1 am a woman!" and fell forward in a swoon at the officer's feet When she came to her senses in the cabin she told the captain that she had run away from home because her family were not kind to her. fcho saw an advertisement in the papers that a boy was wanted on board "a whaling ship, and having always lived in New Bedford, and understanding the customs of whalemen, she had dressed in boy's clothe cut off her hair and applied for the position, and not a man on that ship suspected her sex until the disclosure in the boat Capt Gardner parted off a section of the cabin and placed it at her disposal. They got some cloth out of the ship's slop chest and she made dresses for herself out of it After awhile we became as used to her and liked her as well in dresses as we had when she was a boy. It was with regret that we parted cease capturing the sheep, pigs and chickens. As there is not much hope of this, however, it may be concluded that the ranchers will begin the work of extermination in a concerted way." fA company of twelve Philadel-phians interested in real estate developments had gone out in the country for the purpose of looking about for profitable investments and had sent word to the proprietor of the old hostelry of their coming and ordored an old-fashioned turkey dinner to be ready at o'clock.

The order put the proprietor in his best humor and the entire establishment into an unusual flurry of exciting preparation. The hostler hurried to the nearest farm house, where he purchased the fineit turkey to be had and carried it back to tho hotel in' triumph. Taking it into tho stable he 'dispatched and pluckel it in groat haste. Everything was excitement in the large kitchen from the time the order was announced until late on Thursday afternoon, when the last dish was ready to be carried to tho dinning room, and old black Phoebe, the cook, threw herself into her favorite rooking-chair exclaim ing: Well if dat dinner don't suit dem city fokeses dey don't gone know what's good. 1 jus' calklate dey neber saw a fine' turkey in dere born days den de one I just The news of the gentlemen coming spread through the village, and every one felt duty bound to go to the hotel and see them, and none took a greater interest in the affair than the boys.

They had finished their chores unusually early and were promptly on hand long before the hour for serving the supper, the Philadelphia Times. Of. the entire community none felt his personal importance more than Dave Peters, the colored waiter. After viewing the effect of the table, with a. countenance beaming with satisfaction.

Dave strutted toward the door and disappeared by descending the stairs leading to the kitchen, and a few moments later reappeared, carrying on a large dish the turkey, done to a lovely brown, and beautifully garnished with carved rosea sprays of parsley and celery tops. Walking toward the table he found that no room had been left for the central and chief adornment of the table. Taking the situation in at a glance, Dave saw his mistake, and hurriedly set the down on the broad sill of ihe window through which the boys were peering, and began rearranging the table to make room for the turkey. ff No sooner had he turned his back to the window when one of the boys softly and quietly raised the sash, while another grabbed the turkey from the dish and fled across the hotel yard toward the old stable, followed by his companions. After making room for the largo dish Dave turned around, stepped to the window, raised the dish and placed i in its position in the center ol the table, never noticing that the bird had flown.

Going to the sideboard ho picked up the supper bell and gave it a violent ring, thus notifying the host that dinner was ready. This way, gentlemen; this way, please," spoke the proprietor to his guests; 'step this way, gentlemen," leading them through a narrow passage from the bar to the dining room. No sooner had he reached the dining room than his gaze fell upon the empty plate, wheu he exclaimed: "David, where in the name of General Jackson is that turkey?" Poor Dave! Never was a man taken more by surprise, When for the first time he noticed the vacant platter his broad smile vanished. In an iostant his aw fell and his large eyeballs stared most frightfully, while his whole frame shook with a terrible tremor. All he could say in reply to the abrupt and emphatic question was: "Don't know, sir; it was dar.

it was dar," and, hurrying to the kitch-en staira he 6houted down: "You, Phxby, whar in deb'l's dat turkey?" Go erlong now, you's got it up dar long ergo." The disappearance was not only a mystery to the waiter and cook, but to the proprietor as well, who, in an apologetic manner, asked the guests to repair acain to tho bar room while a thorough investigation could be mado. Every one in the house, including the hostler, was questioned and cross questioned, yet no light could be thrown on the mystery. After wasting an hour in trying to find the missing bird, and after a consultation with the guests, fried ham and eggs were substituted for the turkey. It was not till two hours later, when the guests wore about to depart that the proprietor learned what had become of the turkey. One of the boys, more bold than his companions, came back to the hotel to see how the joke worked, and.

thinking the story of the bird's disappearance too' good to keep, told it to one of the men that were loitering about tha outside of the hotel. The next morning the picked bones of the turkey were found scattered about on tho ground back of tne stable, 'HOW'LL YOU SWAP7" THE STEERAGE BOY. It was along in tho sixties that the pood ship Lalla Pookh pot under way from the port of Nantucket. All was confusion on deck, for the boarding house runners had just brought tho green hands aboard. The older seamen were engaged in hauling the chests out of the boats from alongside und slowing them away in the forecastle.

Old Capt Gardner was standing on the quarterdeck engaged in conversation with tho owners when he felt a light touch on his arm and, turning around, he saw a slight, boyish figure standing beside him. "What do you want?" asked Capt Gardner. Would you please tell me whore I am to go. sir?" the boy asked. "All right, my lad; here, steward, take this boy and show him down in the steerage; tell the boat-steerers that this young man has come on board as steerage boy for them, and they must be kind to him." Turning to the owners again he remarked.

"That is a bright-looking boy. and I think he will make his mark before the voyage is up." Captain Gardner then gave the order to weigh anchor; our mate, Mr. Folger, took his station on the knight-heads, and the men commenced to heave away at the windlass. Can't any of you sing?" asked the mate. "I can, sir," said a voice from the after part of the try works, and turning around the mate saw the steerage boy standing with his hat in his hand.

"All right my lad, come forward, jump up on the sampson post and let her go. The boy did as he was bid, and jumping from the deck to the top of the sampson post he sang with a full tenor voice the well known sailor song beginning: 0 many is the dark nisrht 1 courted the captain's daughter. (Chorus) Hurran. mv rolling; river! The men joined heartily in the chorus. It was now eight bells, and as we were well out of the sound the pilot said he would take his leave of us.

Then everybody shook hands with everybody else. The pilot boat which had followed us. came alongside; owners, friends, boarding house runners and all but the ship's crew left us, and cheer upon cheer was given as we parted company. For tho next few days we made good headway, getting farther and farther out into the Atlantic. The green hands were all seasick, so the working of the ship fell on the older seaman.

The steerage boy was much liked by all on board, and when tho first mate picked out tho watches he chose the boy in his watch. One morning, after wo had been to sea about two weeks, the cry of porpoises was raised, and all made a rush for tho bow to see who would be first to get the harpoon, wnich was kept on the martingale under the bowsprit The boy was the one. lie grabbed the harpoon and with a swift and sure aim, he drove it through one of the porpoises as they swam under the bow. In a twinklo the fish was hauled up to th knighthead. Capt.

Ga dner praised the boy, for ho was the first one to strike or harpoon a fish on the voyage, and it was considered a mark ot honor to do that on a whaler. Every day two of the men would lake their turn at the masthead look-ing(for whales, and one morning the cry of "There she blows!" came from aloft Capt Gardner took his spyglass and went aloft He had hardly reached the masthead before he ordered all hands to be called, for off the starboard bow was a large sperm whale. We lowered our boat and had gon about a mile when tho whale broke water close to the. third mate's boat. 'Stand up!" cried -Mr.

Osborn, and Peter, the Gay Head Indian, who was his boat steerer or harpooner. shipped in his paddlo, jumped to his feet and the minute he drovo his iron chock up to the grommeta into the whale's body. 3iveherthe other iron!" yelled Mr. Osborn. and Pete drove home his second iron.

Stern all! Stern all!" said the officer; but it was too late, for with one sweep of his ponderous flukes, the whale lifted the boat high in tne air and stove a big hole in her bow. The boat filled with water and upset while the whale went off to the windward, lashing the water with his flukes. Mr. Folger, being to the windward, pursued him, and his boat-steerer struck him again. The then sounded, and when he came up again the mate drove in his long lance.

Capt Gardner had lowersd the A Curious Proposal Blade by a Squatter. "Twenty years ago the peopla of that section of country embraced in Western North Carolina and Eastern Tennessee were primitive' in the extreme," says F. P. Dalton, a member of the Little Hatchet club. "Few could read, and not one in a hundred had ever seen a railroad or a town of a thousand inhabitants.

I was tramping through the mountains making some sketches, and ray wife, then an exceedingly handsome woman of 20, accompanied me. We stopped one night at the cabin of a squatter who has a typical mountaineer. His wire was a tall, raw-boned, slatternly woman with a snuff-stick and a sharp tongue. After supper of milk and fat pork, the host took mo outside, and, pointing with his thumb over his shoulder to our re-spsctive wives said: Flow' 11 you I had heard that the people of that country sometimes traded wives, but regarded it as a foolish burlesque. Well.

-said 1. inclined to get somo amusement out of it, 'make an i kinder said the would-be swapper, 'that my wife's wuth the most She's tho biggest 'n strongest Sho kin milk cowa dig seng an' cook a 'possum to a turn. But I've had her nigh onto a year an' am gittin' tired of her old clapper of a tongue. I'll swap I declined the offer, and he finally offered to give as boot a squirrel rifle and a dog warranted to be death on coons. This liberal offer did not tempt me, and as we were about to leave he o'ered to add a jug of moonlight whisky.

This was too much for tho temper of his partner. Well, Zaci said she, with asperity. -I've been swapped four times, an' you're the first feller that didn't cackerlate that I was wuth a deal more in a trade than t'other "We departed, leaving Zack to explain matters as best he A watch carried by the Emperor Charles V. in 1530 weighed twenty-seven pounds. The smallest coal-burning locomotive, five feet long, was built by Charles D.

Young, a Denver boy of fifteen. It weighs 235 pounds. A number of interesting Indian mummies are in the possession of a resident of Pendleton, Ore. They wore found about a year ago on Long island in the Columbia river, buried in a sand mound. A marine whirligig is the invention of an Ohio man.

A pier is erected in the water and upon this is placed a power mechanism controlling a series of arms, which support small boats in the water. These revolve around tho pier at any desired rate. The smallest holes pierced by modern machinery arj 1-1 000 part of an inch in diameter. They are bored through rubies and diamonds by a machine invented by one John Wennstrom, which makes 22,000 revolutions a minute. It is through these apertures that the very smallest wires are drawn, and until recently they were pierced by hand.

At a recent Baltimore wedding tho bride and groom stood in front of a screen of foliage in which glittered electric birds and butterflies, while little sparks of electric light came and went like fireflies. Rice and what seemed to be snowflakes were ssat-tered by an electric fan. When the guests entered the dining room electricity rang bells and played musio boxes and at the end of the first course tho same agency flashed out the words "Good over the heads of the bride and groom, and what had been given to the bride as an ornamental hairpin proved to be also an electrical device that flashed into light and surrounded her head with a halo. Life of ship. The average life ot American-built ships is eighteen years, while French ships last twenty years, Dutch twen-ty-twft German twenty-five, British twenty-ol-f, Italian twenty-seven.

The average death rate of the world' ship-in is about 4 per cent and the birth rate 5 per cent from her when the ship arrived at.