-.¢~- a. \. , : i°rf’v}“f§n1} "'r1-mix.a'1‘us'ii*N§ws 5 _ SATIINDXY `]7lNIl1i1l*Y»z'7,_1“9*r`z. A:d_“” FIRST or au." ‘ 'V I' Q =; Ps Es w”‘n§i¥.¥‘wo ,,‘;@. . '; " , ‘ HE bravest are the tenderest," sang 1)" iq”-1 ,poop No braver man ever lived ~ ' , than Major Frederick Russell Burn- W_m_,¢h, ‘morlcau soldier of fortune who was im, chief of scouts of the British army in the 8°" wa;-_ Rody express rider, Indian tighter pq "wg fo; the ‘quired States army in our ww, gouthwggt, golgiqeeker in the Klondike and ,,¢Y.;,;u;¢;r gn liggqcq. his #mf ll. even efwsr i,;,59_gti;_.%txlvaiy1\\§'s ills ’l\.°B.f Bfirfivs =» -vau- tures, his narrowest escapes and his most skil- m\`.¥P1¢,1g5vgg g tracker and a scout took place. A W`h§n`E:y§,-vN;At|o;,- 1§u_rrtl_;a1_n can .ae induced to “lik Riagg; my South African adventures- ,,.';\_r._=i\_1ii not giteu-it is °t these early days that ',,. ,...,_~,iiy n1o=e= fn rr-is was -new -1 Fug tggw ami Wilder rgeu the", are, too; red '“`,m, snug' Q1 partie and gr,-im with deeds t 1 dar- mg “mi gf asngli-tales that ring like the war mpg# Q; gpg outings, with the martial note al- ways d°o.\i_wnt~ _ “ _ ` lx“¢‘0,” Q; the midst of these memories of sav- ‘M EB,-r 15? there comes occasionally :_ note of zond.éreis!~ ei l=.@“?°“.- ‘mi dim" _“Y °°“'“'“ W em»Ph§§i;@ the horror, and the glory of war. A C1-,anbe |-;:~nar,k,' the passing of a stranger, may bpm; it np, just as the passage through ,N Nmwypyh regtntufsnt where Mejor .Burn- , ham _mu qmlgqgniyyg brought to his mind the atorydli “Llf¥l9 D}.u9»“‘" _ .umwt blonde girl that just went out re- minded me of_hln1.” said ynior liurnham. "The, bravest. coolest. most lovable young hghter I over knew-" V nv FREDERICK RUSSELL BURNHAM. iriiiivrisbl. Wil. hy the New York Ifleraid Oo. All right: r¢l°r1¢d.\ |»‘m_s'l‘ met ‘Little Dillon' in 1893. There was ff i\ pni‘i_\' of us trekking nortlrthrouglt Mashons- lnnd. with 1_1 hundred wagons, toward Vicfd- rin. \'lr-tm-in is tive hundred miles north of '.2' .loliu\n\¢fs_bn\-g, and that time it was also tive numirctl miles fr-our the nearest railroad, which ended ul .loliunncsblIl°¥- ' "Score one-l don’t remember who-brought us a runnin- that the Miltabeles had risen and were attack- ing' \_'lf-io_|°in. l lu\dn't been long.in Africa, but I mul her-u in indian campaigns in America and I knew winti ibut nlcuni. There’ was a telegraph station nlclireen miles from us. the Only One within two hun- dred and fifty miles, and four of us set out through rin- i»u.~=li to get news. lt was there I first met ‘Little lution’--l rn-vet' did know his ilrst name. "lie was llic telegraph operator. Yes, he had ui~\\'»s. ull right. nud lt was worse than the rumor We mul iieurrl. The brightest. happiest, devil-may~<:are lutl-~ lrl.~‘liirnu| yon ever saw, Dillon was. He wasn’t inure than t`\\‘i-nly, l should soy, und he had white tiintn null c,\ujl_v lnllr und clear. white skin on his fore- nt-utl and pink clivelas and the least little touch of a iiroune. 'Q' ,_ ~~';‘lio iitiice \vus'full of telegrums, and each one mil-up than the lust. The lilatabeles were out. Lo- beinxulili--\\'e culled him ‘Low Ben'-had taken the 'llii`|ii="lYlnia`|ilf-'rignliist- the white- ineu. There were roi-ty tliouiuuid \vnri-lore under arms, many of them ultli European riiies. , “lt” ,\\';\'s nt-ws, nil right, for us, who had our fam- ilies out there, und who knew there wereu’t a thou- _ ennd` able ~ln»tlled men lu all Mashonaland and no change or getting troops there for weeks or months. 1'hs_ig_5;giisii are like the Americans in a good many thingy, 'and one likeness is in thinking when you iiuvefgouxed or driven natives to the reservation they 'ure -going to stay there without the aid of’ troops. Many nu indian massacre in the Southwest would have been averted if the troops hadn't been withdrawn too soon, and that was the way it was in Malhonnlund. gi _ “ ‘Whitt are you going to dnl" I asked ‘Little Dillon' ufler- we had lonrncd nil the news there was. " ‘Dol I_'m going to stick right here] be replied. "Aa nearly as I_ can remember the nearest white settlement was about forty miles away-maybe it W" liftyi ‘ But Dillon just calmly rolieda cigarette and laid,_‘Jf|n olng to stick) There was no telling when an -lmpppg Lob_e_ng_ula'_s men might take a notion t0 rnalte'-in raid on that .telegraph station, and Dillon knewit, but he never thought of quitting. ‘live Nl I rlqpv-and plenty of nmmun_itlon,' he said. ‘Maybe I’l-l hgyyaolllq hill With them yet’ That was the boil! I caul get-out of him. and we lvld $0. 1° “WW *lm 1”" lllu1&lI___l§e alone. ' 'f,"{‘h!f`real Irish spirit/ one of our men said as we rodqjygck to our wagons, but it was more the spirit of “heir TH# "»1°°1<" IN P°MPEH~ ea st_1Nc1DENTS THAT BANISH DULL CARE. is is NW “Iii are lccustomedto hsgingisccelptted ideal: ‘ .- _ the freshness' an_ or _na Y ° 1 '_ ' held up tloithe scornsnd mockery of the |nitia\e_d,l' said s member of a group of lillllliwf agqlmioklglats andantiquarlans which meets reKUi°\'|l' ltr on o t`he_»§New York clubs. ».H'9"_: 91;" wg have seized upon some newly coined phr'al¢,Joma`apparentl_y unique product from the great popular language mint, and advanced it as a s°1l\\1“° luvmgipplqg “ra day, only to discover that it was kn°\yg‘.`_,§¢_“|;_gr-_g\iqu_| pq; in almost identical form \ud.,i§ truly, an old coin reatamped. "llv`ory.h»lly is rnmuiu- with the parm ‘ret 01° hook: lt, tru been established in current anew-'I1 sl a “ion of peculiar vigor and terssness. Almtlnlttrn could toilyou that it orlzillated in the nights at popular vaudeville theatre! white 'diplimu for fame are given a chance to try their npou,au audience, and that it refers to ti;Q1;,rn%“it.` yan wings the mp manazer brim ab0\ii:`:` V actors forcible exit when the audience can !¢llllif'l\_*',mnra- oat e»u|.»'“\_ iootfhhilil? I; fill: .~- or ro .A eman ‘-1 "I _ dragged into wtf' il. ' ‘ ome into . ‘.%,,l_g,_,_’§¢ A t u§%i'=§ode;ii':;°o::'i»° bored or '""`5"""£; 'Yi " ` ' ul modern 0flt&il°§0kl llkeatr y ‘if er °....-..:.1'.l".:;“.'.'a.‘.‘:..:..'::x.°.; .<3 'i , - 1. ‘ zsuuluu »é'._,¢_V ,mr _- , ftliato one. mf ld .,i_,_ .,-5, _ .\ll|£|9ll¥ Dllillllll 09|" °' ° ' ' '(‘_' 1 if; --ITT" _`- -"» -» dlléovprlninthe ruins » ' , .t".:.m'.‘t':‘:i.:; ' "5 " "~7'.-'.3' ‘I ‘T called- _ ' ` -` ‘ll "*-' dsalfollovm- ’ - `iY"' 'fi ‘~. .. up Nucharinua fellcia, --t . . -..nt»‘l7li‘&$- i..~ ' n. ' ` i"ii‘-l‘.§%’t% f»i‘1°i"',"1:-i`»Z-»°”5-l»'°.l’.‘ii _ .“§nv,\ . .-.-i‘:'»... _ ' . 1 1 l,‘ 1 J the real lighting man of whatever race. lion't let any one tell you that en Errgllshiilnn cun't be us recltlesa and foolhardy and game as the best lrisllinnii thut over lived. I kwiw, for l’ve seen themf also Amer- icaus. “Little Dillon stuck in my mind. I couldu’t help thinking of him and feeling sure that I should some ,Q / /:Clif _ /If' 7 i% day run into him again-and I did. Some one must have told'Dr. Jameson about his gameness, for when 1 went out to join the field force to which I had been attached as scout, by reason of my experience in the Southwest, who should I find there as signaimau but Little Dillon. ' ` “1 don’t think there was a man in the command who dldn't love Little Dillon like a son or _a brother. He was always the same-always light hearted and gay, al- ways smiling and always cracking jokes. “We went along for several days without any trouble. Then I made one of the mistakes a scout is bound to make sooner or later. While I was trying to lead our little force nwuy from un lmpi of about three thousand Mutabeies in one direction I led them right slam-bang into an inipi of four thousand coming from the other why. ' “We had_ been having a pretty rough time of lt, through wild country iillcd with hostlies and living on the country like Sherman did on his march to the sea. and we had had some pretty close calls, but I never felt myself so near death as I did that day. We knew what the Matabeies would do to us, too. We had seen their work as we wont along. Just the day be-» tore we had come across e white man’s settlement they had burned ln a raid. I don’t like to tn!! you ewrylliliil; we naw there, but it was awful. There limi been women and children there, too, for we found childrcn's toys and picture books in the ruins. Dillon picked up the leaves of a tara book and put Item in his snddlebags. 1 1 "Sgell, here we were, with the Mslxlieleltnll ' .____._ . ._.L\ -- -- 'A *sn l \\, ,- /’ v-\"{"’/r .-. `& § m »-~.r_ '11-,Q§£d` "V 'As Calmly as if tlie Bullets Were Not Flying ‘About Him He Cut tlief-Saddle'Bagl¢ .Ulf sides of us. There were fourteen of us and only seven thousand of them-odds of 500 to 1-‘white man’s odds,‘ as Kipling might put it. They did.n't close in-~ that isn’t the way the Zulus tight. They just eur- ronnded us and sat down to wait until dark to come in and ilnlsh us with their assegais. “Some of the men begun to pray. All of us thought we would never nee the sun rlsa again. I was trying my best to llgure out a way of _escape when Dillon spoke up. "'What’s the use of being gloomy, ladsi' he said. ‘1’ve got a story bool:-iet's listen to iihe fairy tales.” He pulled the torn leaviil out of his saddle bag ami began to real aloud. "lt was ‘Alice lu Wonderland? Think of it-/Alice in Wonderland' out there on the African veldt, with the hostile Zulus all around usl ¢ 5'? CHARLOTTETOW AR LA ‘Q -#READ A|..|__ c:>_vs:`|=a Plarr_;Nf"o";uf.”,_;_Vr:>_v\{_ARD_|sLAND-» ‘ v V - -,, .ay gl* ai 5! .@- _ I _________ _ __ 0 *wrap* 1--_:_-_"9 /- Z1 L i/3%/@‘I Q A - /7 ess" Yi. . l l i..Af.»:_\f'Hfi°i`F"l"'i§ g if ,f/f _ \ s\_ ii' "You may not believe it, habit brought throes!! to the eyes of every one of ue, rough adventnlill though moe: of ns were. . it was nite mauro or iwmo- of the English homes they knew-dint Alicfis wonder- ful adventures brought up in the minds of my com- panions. I wasn’t so familiar wdtih the story, but tbl spirit of it caught me, hoo, and I thought of my moths! and my own home and my bnotlhers and sister! al they were when I was a little bog, while ‘Little Dillon' rode up and down our little line, reading in his dmc, boyish voice, with just a much ot inogue. ‘ " Nonsense Fiauxzte Perl. ' “About *Une Dormouse and tho»Duchess he read, lad the Mud Hatter and the Queen of Hmm! and |519 White Rabbit and the i\Val-run' and Che Carpenter-1 ali that delightflll nnliseuse thatlili 0118 little ohiidlvll loveazrdhhateverymanwdlolmsaheartofadhild ` rv WANTED TO DO THE RIGHT THING. WOMAN in 'l‘rontnn, N. J.. who has been having A rl lot of trouble with her domestic llclp, wus obliged rccentiy to accept. the temporary service of a raw recruit in the shape of an Irish girl just landed in this country. After a preliminary survey of the girl and a de- jecteti sigh, the lady of ills house asked:-- “What can you do?" “Shure, most uuuythlug at all, mum," responded the newcomer. The lady of the house glanced about the room. There wus everything lo bclione. “Could you illl the lamps?" she ilnully ventured to ask. "Shure, I kin iill the lumps!" exclaimed the enthu- siastic Celt, as she grabbed one and sinried out. Then, with the air of one wlrllili|g~.\l,»ove all things to eiult the possible cuprices of it new employer, she paused bo queryz- “An’ is it gas or oil ye‘d be wuntln‘ thim iilled wltli'I” f ion that there is no better motto than "A place for cvei'yililrig, und cvcryllllng in its place.” Ou one occasion as lic swung down the Strand a visitor from this country asked hlin to point out the places of lulcrcsi. ln n ulunleut the driver snid:- "Thcrc, slr, is Lugglt ’lll, whcro they 'hugs ‘elu." 'l‘hc|1 it lllilc lnlcr he uddcd:-“'I‘hci'e‘s Puriinruelit ’On.~lcs, wl\ero_tlicy :nukes the luws wot docs lt, across the wily. An' ihcrc's Westminster Hubbcy, where they burles the guod 'uns wot didn't'get 'auged." _ ENGLISH IN THE MOUNTAINS. ’ l‘_l.l0'!ll8\-ill»oIlil;lr¢‘0ll@` veidt,witht‘hoMatnboliel|.I1uoundm. “He dnishcd the hook, ‘Little Dillon' did, with thi- llm Betting lower and lower and the lllhbelel _be- Khlninxmcreepinalittlecloaerheraandiunauinthh black. menacing circle around us. Then he dmmied me awk mcnnw an microns; annnnnnumng. ff"- “ '.Who Killed Cock Robin'-that was Little Dilloifl song. It was a boyhood memory, I suppose, brought UP by the iiairy tale he had been reading, but he didn‘t have oo remember very far hack at that. ‘Who Killed Cock Robi.'n’l' I can soo him yet, his pink cheeks just a little pale, his curly hair, wueled and falling over his forehead, just like that girlfl that went out a while ago. I can close my eyes and hear him, his sweet. high tenor voice, an he sang:- . °‘ ‘And all the birds fell to sighing and sobbing When they heard the bells toll for poor Cock Robin." “We were facing death, you understand-MIN death, we thought it was-and here was ‘Little Dihon'- ainging that simple little old nursery rhyme and we sitting there. crying like children, not from fear, bug because it made us think of the ode: we loved whom we would never see again. “Just about that time I saw the Matabeles were making preparations to attack, and I thought of,a plan. It was simple enough-I'd seen it worked on the Indians in Arizona. If we could make a feint at the enemy's front and then, as they massed to meet us, double back quickly enough, we might lind a weak spot in their line that we could get through. There were hills all about us, but there was one gully that led up into the back country. I de-_ cideti that if we were to escape at all it must be by that route. S8 wp rode along the front of the impl that was preparing to attack upon that aide, as if we were going to attack. They massed up in front of us, and as soon as I thought they had thinned out enough near the gully I gave-the word and we wheeled and rode like mad for the wesl spot. We got through--the Matahelea are very bud marksmem. [We killed a few natives and one of our horses was hit, but we outrsn them easily once we _wore through the ranks. B-1 Nonchalanoe in Danger. , ` "" * ",We new some lively lkirmishing for a while. Then Dr. Jameson sent us oat, under command of Major mn/ben, to capture Lobengnin. 1 have told you so- fore the story of ’Wllson's last stand'-how 'Major lWiIson took thirty~seven of ua and crossed the river . right into Lobengulda camp and only three of ua got out alive. “Little Dillon' was one of Major Wilso_n's force, and an was -Lime Dillon' to me end. we knew it was death to every one of us, from the moment 'thi reinforcements we were expecting failed to arrive *The Matebelee began to attack at dayhreak They forced us hack, back into the bush before they'_had Ill surrounded” A.hnrlo .f9lL|L!!a were retreating. ,ff “‘Bo'mo one cut tha saddle poekell ol that horned- ¢hey’ro full of cartrldgesl’ cried Mayor Wilson. We were retreating, mind you, and the dying horse was yards in our rear. It was ‘Little Dillon' who broke from our ranks, knife in hand, and ran back, straight toward the approaching Zulus. They wld us afterward they thought he had gone mud and was going to attack the whole lmpi single bend* 'Al mlmly as if the bullets were not dying about he out the saddle bags, with their precious ammuiii# tion, from the dying animal and aauntered-that la ek- actiyr the word--eauntored back tn tejoinsuat Hin smillwns as merry and his cheek as red as eva, and tiresome little curl hung down on bla forehead. ` ' “1i.'.bat was the last I saw of ‘Little Diilon,’ for it ~,was just as we reached the hush that Major Willson sent me out, with two others, on the torlorn "hope of trying to reach tha main column and bring them up. We reached them, but it was too late. It _'~"as six weeks before we could get hack 'to where lay the bones of Maier Wilson and his men~and -‘Little Dillon! I _ _ "Week: utter that Lobengnla’s non, whom we at last- captured. told us how, when the white meli’l ammunition was gona. one of them stood up and begun to sing, and the rest all Joined in and sang ‘God Bavathe QINP-11-' I like to think that it was *Little Dillon' who led them. "He lies up on the mountain now, by the tomb of our great cam, coca moan--Lima’ union; the bmvelt boy I ever knew." I ' l _ WHAT THE SQUIRREL KNEW. ~ ld n g lil abou ha' been half an hour earlier. re- ‘Ymarked the great, gaunt Kerrymnn. With deep set, kindly eyes and the biggest heart in the world tor babies and all tiny helpless things, be has authority over the two small city squares full of flower beds and trees, between which runs a broad paved thoroughfare with double trolley tracks. “Ye'»1 ha' seen s grand movin’.” ‘ “ _ A “IilarIlarl" acotfed I. “It's not yet six. I've ten mln- ntes to wait before the drst car for Summerside comes along. Your triends must have been in a hurry_.f' Y "They were that," chuckled Larry Mullane. "Pd never hs' behaved it mesilf had I not 'been standlg' right hero and seen it. An' I‘d ha’ been glad, aria lilltleman like yersilf to back me up in theftollln' of ir. Ye see, most o' the squh-'ls has been livin! ovariyog, in the east park. But yesterday‘s windstorm brokifa lot of the branches there an' must bs’ scared the mother o' that last young family the ohilder is so wtld_o\'an 0’eoul'le the grown ones is tame aa anythln' over since they wen put here, two years ago, an' theyre mcg im' forrard. reckless as ye iikea. But I was rakin’~aome o' the tviss an' Ito!! an' happened to no the mmm-r come ieppin' across the street as they do. _ . 0- “But ’twaa slower; an' when I looked to sec day, there was a young one clingin' right to. her body, alum; her hreuil-with his paws holdin' tight to heron' his held euddled close under her neck. Over the trucks sho camo, careful like, an' 'cross the sidewalk gnwmr grass, an’ up that elm forby there, whore fttyag afthof puttin' new boxes they were last week. .\ir there sho left him, an' back, quicker-'u I could he ofthe! tellin’ the story, au' a minute later over Ilia tracks from the east park there she was comin' wus a |econd.|quir'l baby hangin' on to her 49:. dear lily. An' if ydii believe me, sor. 'tvtfaa have ' wal westin’ till she'd the wh-~‘ in the west park. But ' ~“ acratichiug his grizzly' 1 V to know 'twaa too ' _' om 'mms be _ p’rap_a not late' ' -it . __ ___ _ \ -,,» ._~. W . ' _.;».»_. »>,,.~_~_-.1-“;"-`!s., '@- V ~,l “Fl ii "_ 5 F' - - . I t'fil`~ ` _ = ' is ' - ." in. I. ‘ 'Xi .r-d, fl. fi.: ... ”2"'=l`/”.~e.':’i‘!_'2'T `?TT“§“" .1 , r -*.?U~§`-§+- =;_}f»-L_ 1-L ` f'=‘-;-ri'-ci f- -_ _-A-_-»»».=‘_‘f' -..i¢».. lii- -5 ce y_..». ., .Lf *l ;l"i,`r ‘ ;=.. .;_if.f‘ . 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