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‘Wolf-man who, fur. He. took tossed it into the lap of- the maiden. and tied in tissue paper. ' an eagle in his hair and the scalp of \,, . I ‘ mmâ€"WWW over the grappling forms. '5 'Her voice 9 pierced the gathering twilight. Then i there was silence as the men crouch- ed before her. ' , . “I vgo,’.'..sai‘d- . Ufreeda. And v the C _ I leaves rustled with his parting g ' ' ' 3 steps. . , v - Wolfâ€"man went with Nome. J... 9©omoww©o©ow©om<7\ Winter came; Wolf-man heard the Fax to. the east, where the. ._sun.:. howling of a pack over the brow of comes up, were the caves ofrthe the hill. The next day he was where wolves. To them went, Wolfâ€"man they had - trailed after a wounded when the snows fell and the water deer and saw where the deer had fal- froze and all the trees .were. bare and len. Then he knew the wolves would the prairies were white. It was come With the night and add the when the leaves gray of their coats to the white. of broke out on the willows, loaded his the hills. Darkness came alongthe canoe with the pelts of the gray face of the land. The Wolves howled wolf and the trophies of the forest and crept over the snow to'the edge and glided faraway dowu through of the precipice. v Wolfâ€"man came the shades of the cottonwoods and from his hiding place in the caves past the trails, until at last he came and climbed to the prairie above. to the Mississippi, and then to the All around him were the howls of groves of live oaks, with their manâ€" that fierce pack. Below him were tels of moss waving in the wind; the the valley and the ribbon of trees, missio: house, with its white walls; and far, far away in the direction of the jetties, with the gulf beyond the village the whining howl of a sparkling and flashing in the sun. dog. Then the giant of the hills Once when Wolf-man came from the‘ swung his club. Wolf after wolf south he stopped his canoe before .was stretched out in the snow, .- but the wigwam where a young woman still the pack came on. Closer and lived. He looked upon her and saw closer the wolves pressed until they she was comely and he saw her wig- were virtually against the breast of wam was clean and the fish upon it the man, forcing him back, as a were dry, as was the buffalo meat gladiator forces back his victim, un- dangling from the pole over the til he stepped over the last rock of smoking fire. _ . ‘ the- precipice and shot down the face Wolfanan stepped into the shallow of the hill with all the ruthlessness Water and pulled his canoe high of fate. upon the shore. In the boat of And he lay there. bark was a small-bundle wrapped in built a, mound over him. the package, and, sang a dirge ,above him. His place Walking to the door of the wigWam, by Nome’s side was vacant. Two days passed and Wolfâ€"man came not. Nome’s door was darkened ‘by a shadow and Ufreeda looked in. He 'saw the woman and he heard her cry. He turned and walked by the side of the stream to where the hills break away and lose themselves in the prairies. There he stood ' and gazed up and down. He went to- ward them and on through the deep snow until he came to the base of the rock where the stones thrust up their fingers and the patches of white lay deep and hard upon the ground. With his hands Ufre'eda, dug the snow from a reclining form. And with the motion by which a man swings to his shoulders a fallen deer, the body of Wolf-man was lifted from where it had fallen. Ufreeda turned to- ward the village and hurried with his burden to the wigwam of Nome. Upon a couch of wolf robes Ufreeda laid his rival, looked and saw the color come back to Wolf-man’s face, felt of the high cheek bones and knew the endurance of which they told. So he left Nome. By and by spring came. ’And at the side of Wolf-man sat Ufreeda. while behind them in the Wigwam passed back and forth the form of Nome. ‘ They tell this story on .the banks of the Potawatomie. 06>¢© The snows The wind Thereupon she looked up and smiled calmly into his eyes. “’Tis for you: -Wear.-it.” Nomeâ€"for her name was Nome - untied the package and found a smaller one, wrapped and twisted A look of surprise swept across Nome's face as fire sweeps through the dry grass of the prairie when the drought is on. In her lap lay a brooch with a shinâ€" ing steel center and glass edges. She pressed the ornament against ' her throat and threw back her head and her arm that Wolfâ€"man might see and that Wolf-man might admire. Wolfâ€"man was satisfied. So he rtbched into the pot that swung above the halfâ€"burned log to the broth of buffalo meat. When he fin- ished he left the Wigwam and on his way to the river and hins’canoe brushed by Ufrceda, the teller of stories. Now, Ufreeda was the dan- dy of the village, with the feather of an enemy at his belt.' There never was a gathering but Ufreeda was there. His stories went up among the young people as the smoke from their pipes and the cries from their powâ€"wows. His songs were sweet and his words were brave as he told of the acts of his ancestors in bat- tle. Ufreeda bent his head beneath the fringe of leather above the door of Nome's wigWam and saw the maidâ€" en sitting and looking at the jewel in her hand. She did.not hear Uireeda. No sound came to her ears but the hollow echo of the boat as Wolf-man pushed away from the bank. She saw nothing of the hand- some form before herâ€"only the steaâ€" dy eyes of Wolfâ€"man as he dropped the brooch in her lap.. So Ufrecda turned away without look of ill hum- or or dissatisfaction. For Ufreeda Was an, Indian and thin-gs that Would change the livesof some fell upon him as a breeze falls upon the face of the land. Ufreeda left sil- entlyâ€"as he had come. ‘The view of the river came into the Wigwam past the place where he had stood. The Cottonwoods shook their leaves above the trails, ragged and raw from rains, and all went as before. Nome threw back further the hide of the doorâ€"flap and stood before the fringe of the bison and watched Wolf-man as he threaded his way up the stream. And there she stood when the shadows lengthened and the wild bees had droned away to their homes in the hollow trees. Darkness came over the land and covered the village with gloom.. The great chief, father of Nome, came with the nightfall. Dogs barked in the distance. The waters of the river rippled past the wig- wam. Nome and all the rest were wrapped in their blankets and slept. When the leaves turned yellow and fell into the fires at night there was a wedding in this Indian village and Nome was the bride. Wolf-man was tall and stately. The chief was proud of his son, Nome of her hus- band, as the young men danced around them and chanted their pro- phecies. Only one of all the wed- ding guests was gloomy.~ Ufreeda’s laugh did not echo over the hills and his voice did not. mingle with the rest in song, nor did his story go to amuse any who had gathered there. The festivities were ended when the moon dropped her circles of light among the trees or! the western horizon and morning come. A week went by. Wolfâ€"man, late one afternoon, found himself above the stream that was running cold and silent in the deep shadows of the coming snow. Suddenly above him was a cry as the eagle cries when he swoops town on his victim in the mountain gorge. Wolfâ€"man turned. He saw Ufrceda’s arm straighten behind a spear and heard the wicked shriek of the weapon as it cut through the air. Ufrecda’s body plunged after the spear. Wolf- mau fell with the fingers of his ene- my tightening about his throat, and together they rolled and strug- gled to the brink of the bank,‘ lisâ€" tened to the waters surge belowâ€" --â€"â€"â€"4§â€"~_.- and knew this was the end. The average length of a dog's life The bushes parted. Nome stood is fifteen years. ___â€".,â€"_ + “BLAZED” TREES. _â€" Meant By It in the Early Days. In earlier days, when large por- tions of the country were covered with forests and there were few roads, travel was often possible only by way of paths “blazed” through the woods. To blaze, as every Woodsman knows, is to strike off a chip from the sides of trees, so that the line of marks shall indicate the direction of the trail. In blazing for a path small trees were marked, but in blazing for the bounds of a lot or town, or for a farm line, larger trees were usually selected, the blaze being made about breast-high. When, however, as was often the case, the blazing was done in winter, on deep snow, by men travelling on snowshoes, the mark was necessarily higher up. When such a line is travelled in the sum- mer,_ especially after some years, during which the trees have grOWn, the marks are sometimes found high up on the trunks, and are likely to escape the eye of the inexperienced. As many of them will also be par- tially overgrown, the task of the surveyor who goes over one of these old lines is not always easy. If the boundary line passes to the left of a tree selected for blazing, the cut is made upon the right side. If the line goes to the right, the tree is blazed upon the left side. In running a boundary at a corâ€" What Was either a. “monument” is erectedâ€"a stake supported by four bouldersâ€"or a tree is blazed on all four sides to indicate as nearly as possible the turning-point of the line. The permanency of the record made by blazling trees is quite remarkable. It is a. matter of fact that in many cases of disputed lines or boundaries of lots in forest lands the courts have held the record of the blazes as sufficient and reliable, where careâ€" fully attested titleâ€"deeds have been set aside. The wound of a blazed tree heals over, but never so com- pletely that the scar may not be readily recognized by the experienced woodsman ; hence it follows that so long as the blazed tree escapes fire and the ax of the lumberman, so long it remains a faithful record of the line as surveyed. It lie, nor will argument nor crossâ€"ex- amination refute its testimony. Blazed trees also fix dates almost as accurately as boundaries. The has groWn over away, and the scar is cut the rings in the wood ber of - years since the blaze was made. -..-.-.~...« wâ€"Almwaw : 4» 0:... Lu...“ s . -___________â€"â€"â€".â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€"â€" wn TDIBEAT can MEN JUST TAi’éE’" x BRICK." AND. Cent's worth .of- kerosene you may be- independent of the coal dealer, . -1‘0- marks the need not concern to you if the price of coal does reach prohibitive figures, as long as the bricks used in can be obtained One of these bricks soaked for ten or fifteen burn for half an hour and give out heat sufficient to warm a room, 01‘. if placed in 'a cook a meal. Experiments made by the Tribune demonstrated the fact that a substitute obtained at a minimum of cost and labor. eggs, steak, meats, puddings, etc., use live (31' six bricks in relays. A day's washing or ironâ€" breakfast of coffee, toast pared with one brick, taking twenty minutes to cook the food. For the purpose an brick was used. A tin pan half the They are they absorb the'oil rapidly. In this ner, where two lines come together,‘ will not' outer shell which readily, SOAK IT IN KEROSENE. And It" Will Cook Your Breakfast, and Do Many ‘ Things. Other With a terra 'cotta brick and a Chicago Tribune. It be a matter of personal ordinary terra cotta lireâ€"proof buildings and oil is cheap. seconds in kerosene Will stove, sufficient to for coal can be ONE, COOKS BREAKFAST. For a, breakfast .of breakfast food, toast and coffee use one brick. For a dinner of roast vegetables, boiled meats, ing, which at present price 'of fuel threatens to be -more expensive, can be done-with the oiled brick fuel at a cost of 20 cents. It will take lit- tle moretrouble to replenish a fire with oiled bricks every half- hour or so than it does to keep up a, coal lire. - To test the oiled brick as fuel a medium'boiled egg", and steak was pre- ordinary terra cotta depth of the brick was used as a bath for the brick. A halfâ€"inch of kerosene was poured into this. The bricks are hollow, so that by turn- ing one over until its four sides are wet it can be thoroughly saturated. grooved and porous, so bath of kerosene the brick was rolled and the oil permitted to saturate it. It was then taken from the tin and placed in an stove. When- the match was applied the brick ignited slowly, but soon was burning strongly. The heat was ordinary cooking intense and the stove was soon hot and the food rapidly cooking. CENT’S WORTH OF KEROSENE “How much kerosene have you used ‘2” asked the housewife who had loaned her kitchen for the exâ€" periment. “About a cent's worth,” she was told. “I’ll get a brick toâ€"morrow and try it myself. That beats soft coal." The eggs were bobbing around in a frothing stew pan by this time and the coffee pot-was threatening an eruption. The steak was reaching a stage of juicy brownness. The brick was still burning without signs of going out. When the breakfast was ready the brick was removed with a pair of tongs and plunged into a bucket of water. As soon as the fire had been extinguished it was re- dipped in the kerosene. When a match was applied the brick burned as freely as it had before its water bath. Except that the brick comes out black it is in as good condition as it was before it was used. When at the'cnd of a half hour’s burning the fuel begins to show signs of weakâ€" ness the brick can be removed from the stove or grate and a, fresh one put in. The burnt out brick can then be put in the bath of kerosene, after precautions have been taken to make sure that the fire is ex- tinguished, and will be ready for use when needed. The precautions should include care to see that the keroâ€" sene bath is not near the fire. That warning should not be needed, but. an occasional explosion proves that it is. SIMPLE OUTFIT SUFFICIENT. The outfit of the householder who wants to secure cheap fuel and be independent of the coal dealer should include a metal receptacle in which the oil can be kept, a half dozen terra cotta bricks, and a pair of tongs to handle them. With that equipment the kitchen stove or grate is just as serviceable as if the coal bin were full. It is a cheaper fuel than gasoline burned in a gasoline stove, and it has the ad- ditional virtue of making heat. It will make a fire much cleaner than soft coal and not far inferior to anthracite. It is probable that if tlze brick were soaked for, tenor fifteen minutes instead of as many seconds it would burn much longer than half an hour, and then the work of keeping up the oiled brick fire would be less than that of re- plenishing a, soft coal fire. KNOWN FOR A LONG TIME. The facts pertaining to this use of the oiled brick have been known to the brickmakers. They have known that the porous, hollow, they preserve terra cotta brick Would absorb oil and that the brick itself would act as a radiator for the heat when the oil was ignited. The appli- beneath the bark testify“ to the mumâ€"’cation which might be made of the which have elapsed bricks in a time of great scarcity ofland Christiania, and all postal com- not been 'appre-lmimicatio‘ns between the two cities {are delivered fuel, however, has ciated. The terra cotta bricks have used for the last ten years to line ceilings and for partitions. have been made hollow and slightly grooved to reduce' their weight and insure their power of absorption. They are made in various The best and most convenient size for the householder to use as a sub- stitute for coal is abrick Six inches and .a. quarter size will fit the kitchen range nicely. .macopeia imié‘y ventilation. This increases sizes and shapes. four in width and two inches thick. This in length, THE Hindi THE 031m QUEER REMEDIES USED BY THE CHINESE. Powder From a Spotted Rhino- ceros Horn.â€"Three Tiger Remedies. At any Chinese drug store you can buy for 25 cents an assortment of dried herbs, insects and other weird things composing a prescription that, it is stated, will cure the ailâ€" ments of ordinary people; but when it comes to the sickness of a Weal- thy Chinaman, then there are drugs which are as high priced as their reputed medicinal v1rtues. First in the list of these sovereign remedies is the powder made from a. spotted rhinoceros horn. An~ 0r- dinary rhinoceros, horn is said to be less efficacious; the spotted-wariety is a wonderful cure for' intestinal disorders. These horns, which, it is. satisfactory to learn, come chiefly from some of the' rivers of the Philippines, bring as high as $50 each in the Singapore Chinese drug market. In the old Japanese phar- th-ey were catalogued. as “unicorn” horn, at least that .is what their "unicorn’s" horn is sup- posed to have been. Next to spotted rhinoceros come the three tiger remediesâ€"the eyeball, the liver and the blood. It may be imagined, tiger eyeball can only be prescribed for the exceedingly weal- thy, but it is,firmly believed there is no disease it will notcure. The tiger liver, when dried and reduced to a powder, is worth its weight in gold all over the Orient. Tiger blood, when evaporated to a sedi- ment at a temperature of 110 de~ grees, and taken in the form of a powder, is believed by all Asiatics to be the best tonic known, and will make a line warrior out of the most chickenâ€"hearted. TIGER EYEBALLS. In desperate cases, when neither spotted rhinoceros horn nor tiger eyeball affords relief, the Chinese physicians prescribe what is known as a majoon. This is a compound of ground pearls and other precious stones, which it is held that no- thing but the malign influence of some powerful devil can overcome. A majoon, of course, is high-priced medicine, but it has fallen a, good deal in the popular estimation, be- cause the Chinese doctors are susâ€" pected of taking advantage of a patient’s critical state and craftily' substitute a fraudulent powder of glass and mother-of-pearl. In this way they pocket a handsome differ- ence, attributing the death of the patient to a devil even more power- ful than the majoon. It would seem that the Chinese medical profession is not above some questionable prac- tices, and is much in need of a system to guarantee the purity of majoons. . _ Next to price and virtue of the foregoing remedies are the various .oils and fats obtained from ser- pents. The more deadly the ser- pent, the more potent, apparently, are its medicinal qualities. The fat from the tail of a cobra, applied externally, is highly prized in castâ€" ern Asia as a cure for chronic rheu- matism. SURGICAL OPERATIONS. In connection with Chinese medi- cine, it may occur to many people in this country that they have rarely, if ever, seen a one-armed or one-legged Chinamun. The leusou for this is that all Orientals have a profound objection to surgical operations. Indeed, they prefer to die rather than lose a member, be- cause they believe that, us they come into the world with two arms, two legs, etc., they must necessarâ€" ily go out of it with the same number. Otherwise, something hor- ribly unlucky might happen. They might, for instance, be sent to hunt for the missing arm or leg and spend half their futurity in finding it. One of the greatest difficulties the new school of medicine in Japan has had to overcome is to induce the people to submit to stirgical operations. 4. TORPEDO MAIL BOA'l‘S. In Norway torpedo boats are now carrying the mail between Chris'â€" tiania and Bergen. The naval au- thorities have long been anxious to increase the eilicicncy of the officers and men on board of these boats as much as possible, and they llnally decided that this object could best be achieved by letting the boats run regularly between the two greatest cities in the country. For three reasons this plan was preferred to any otherâ€"first, because during the trips the boats Could be thoroughly tested; second, beCause the oliiccrs could be fully acquainted with that portion of the Norwegian coast; and, third, because the pasta service would be benefited. There is no railway connection between Bergen by boat. In doing been ;this work the torpedo boats for ex-.1nore of lean help." ‘ccl the ordinary mail steamers. STRIBUT'ES PAID Tammi HAPPY MARRIED LIVES OF ~_SOME GREAT MEN. _â€" Charles Kingsley and .His Wifeâ€" John Bright’s Inconsolable Grief. "This place is perfect," Charles Kingsley once wrote to his wife from the'scaside ; “but it seems a dream and imperfect without you. I never before felt the loneliness of being without the beloved being whose every look and word and motion are ‘ the keynotes of my life. People talk of love ending at the altarâ€"F0013 ! ‘ I lay at'the window all morning. thinking of nothing but home ; how I long for it !" ' There is nothing in the history of love more attractive than the pic! turos of the ideally happy married lives enjoyed by some of our great- est men or more touching than tlu tribute they paid to the women who filled their days with sunshine. In- deed, if one were asked to present a picture of the sublimity of married happiness it would be only necessary to recall the scene in which Charles Kingsley, within a few days of his own death, having escaped from his. sickâ€"room, sat for a few blissful mo- ments by the bedside of his wife, who was lying seriously ill in 'the next room. Taking one-of her hands tenderly in hishhe said, in. a hushed veice, “Don't speak, darling. This is .Heaven." Few men, great or small, have, been happier in their married life than John Bright, and. the story of his incons-olable grief -When his wife, “thesunshine and solace of "his days/{was taken from him, form: one of the MOST I’ATHETIC PAGES of human history. “It seems to me," he pitifully - said, “as though tha' world was plunged in. darkness, and that no ray of light could ever reach me again this side the tomb." It was Cobdcn who shook him al last from the lethargy and despaix which were paralyzing his splendid energies. “There are thousands of homes in England this moment,” ht said, “where wives, mothers, and children are dying of hunger. Now“ when the first paroxysm of youx grief is past, I Would advise you te . come with me, and we will never resl until the Corn Law is repealed." The late Dean Stanley, it is said. worshipped the very ground his wife. Lady Augusta, trod are the compliments he paid her "If I were to epitomize my wife'l qualities, ' he once said, “I couldn't do it better than in the words of a cabman who drove us on our honey- moon. ‘Your wife,’ he said to me, ‘is the best woman in England’â€"â€"and J quite agree with him." “WhyShould you pity me ‘?" Mr Fawcett, the blind Postmasterâ€"Gen- eral, remarked to a friend who had expressed sympathy with him in hi: affliction. “My wife is all the eyes I want, and no man ever looked oul on the world through eyes morl sweet and true." Sheridan was very happy in his wives, although one of them, befori [marrying him, spoke of her futurf husband as “thatfright, that horric creature." In marked contrast t< this unflattering description was tlu compliment he paid. to his first wife. whom he had wooed disguised as e hacknc-y coachinan, when he spoke 0: her as “the connecting link betweel a. woman and an angel." No man ever relied more complete 1y on his wife’s guidance and counse than John Keble, the poet of tlu “Christian Year." From the da; when he installed his bride in llurs ley Vicarage to the last sad hour, THIRTY YEARS LATER. 'when he died in her arms at Bourne ‘mouth, she was, as he often declared on. and man} his “conscience, memory and ,com nr0n sense.” Dr. Pusey’s too brief married ‘lifl was also crowded with happiness and his wife’s memory was his on: solace during 1110 fortyâ€"three year: he survived her. To his dying dag the very sight and smell of .the ver- bcna plant affected him to tears, fox it was n. sprig of vei‘bcna he charm to Miss Barber when he asked he: to marry himâ€"“the most sacred unc blissful moment" Of his life. William Cobbctt was very properl: proud of his wife, the brave" and do voted woman who was, in his words, “the best helpmnte an undo serving man ever had. Whatex'el nniislakes I have made in my. lll‘l." and they have been many and greal -â€"â€"shc has never had a word of blann for me, nothing but sweet sympath} and consolation. The- prico of sucl: a wife should indeed be far . abow rubies." Dr. Wordsworth, late Bishop 0' Lincoln, said that his wedded lift had been “as near perfection as was possible this side of l'idon.” “Theil children,” a friend once wrote, “ca: never remember a day or even a: hour when, even in surface matters the perfect harmony \vns infringed upon,” and a favorite joke with the Bishop was that he and his wifl had never been “receiicilcd”~â€"l‘01- tlu .happy reason that they had neycz quurrcllcd.â€"â€"London Tit-Bits. +_____ “This new shaving soap," said flu Tbarbcr, “is very nice. It is large]; ginndo of cream, with just a limb idash of alcohol in it." “Well, re lmember I’m a totalâ€"ab‘s‘lainer," re iturncd Dobbers, “and don't put an} it in my mouth than yox fl;â€" I’M" ' ,5; ., I. 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