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Hinton: million- 01 Bulaloes Once Ranged the Western Plains. The early explorers who describe the buflalo numbers do not give us any- thing more exact than superlative ex- pressions, such as “countless herds,” “incredible numbers," “teeming myr- lads,” “the world one robe,” etc. I have endeavored to get at a more ex- act idea of. their numbers. . The total area inhabited by the but- talo was about 3,000,000 square miles. 01 this 1 open plains were oneâ€"half. According to the figures supplied me by A. F. Potter of the forest service, the ranges of the Dakotas, Montana, Wyoming, Nebraska, Kansas, Colora- tb plum.) vere, weanling to the con. AA‘AAAAtA_’ C‘"WU a; at 1900, Cam: 24,000,000 head of can}. and horses and about 6.000,- 000 head of sheep; This means that when fully stocked they _mlg_ht sustain range Their prairie range was a third as large, but it was vastly more fertile-â€" indeed, the stockmen reckon one prai- rie acre equal to four acres on the plams. Doubfleea, therefore, the prai- ries smtained nearly as many head as the plains. We may safely set their populaflon at 80.000511). The forest region wan the lowest in the rate of population For its 1,000,000 square miles we should not allow more than 5,000,000 buflalo. These figures would make the primitive number of buffalo 75,000,000. Many other calculations based on different data give similar or slightly lower totlh. From these facts it will appear very safe to put the primitive buflalo population at 50.000.000 to CO,- 000000.â€"Ernest Thompson Seton in Scribner’s. A Standard That light We“ Do Adopted by All Society. Over the dinner table a husband was telling his wife of the financial mis dealings of one of their social ac- quaintances, a wealthy and popular man. He had contrived the ruin of a comm company and its subsequent reorganization, a process which had put money into his pocket and taken mono: from innocent stockholders. ne' husband touched the facts light- ly, because he thought that a woman coum not be interested in them or un- derstand them in detail. This wom- JUSTICE OF THE HEARTH. 10 THE AMERICAN BISON. Christmas BezE: WEE. to you if you (E3 you iWinter. . Miliinery an's undmaziluuling throughout her hus hziziit's narrative was occupied with one or two simple questions. ‘is he to be punished '2” she asked. “Punished? How? His conscience won't punish himâ€"indeed, he probably thinks he has obeyed the rules of busi- ness. The law technically is broacl enough to cover his case, but it is hard to gate evidence. You see, the district attorney must”â€" “Excuse me for interrupting, dear. Explain that to me later. I think we shall not dine there next Wednesday. I will write a note to Mrs. Berry.” "Not dine there? Why not?” “Because he is not a fit man to re- ceive In our house or for us to visit.” “But nonsense! He’s just as good a fellow, just as respectable”â€" ICIIV", J“ UUUUUUU xv vvvvvvv “One minute. By your own words you prove that he is a wicked man, taking what is not his. I listened to your story until there could be no doubt that you yourself condemned him by the facts, which I do not un- derstand. If what you say is true he and I meet no more as equals.” And her judgment stood. Of course her neighbors and friends pursued the usual course of accepting a man in social relations whom their husbands distrusted in business. But the standard of the hearthstone â€"â€"shall it not some day be the standard of all society? “Dead” Leaves Not Dead. Leaves do not fall from the tree be- cause they are “dead,” which we may m m D . v o~v o” _-_ "- W”-m .. . A." at... ,‘. .~.v stylish hat. Over on» btmdrm trimmed hats to mom» frot. at. popular prices. “'9. :4). showing: a great many new da- signs and with a large atafi o assiscams and a first. claw head trimmer we are dump. to work 08"}3' 2.141 late to me»: the drxnands of the cant-3mm» Npt‘ur before have WH‘ ha" ‘9 work stuccwsflnl Lennon and [w Hm next. s: e “'Et‘k.‘ we wizl of fer spec,“ bargains in unlit 0:) m w» must. make meo- fry c 44 iurgwet impart orde: of mzlJ may we hue ever per 4: so"! You we couiially invited .n. call an u: when in town and make our millinery depart ment your headquarters: fcr » $3138 DICK D0! ham, Out HY take as equivalent to saying because they are no longer receiving the con- stituents of their being from the sap and from the air, but as a consequence of a process of growth which devel- Ops just at the junction of the leaf stem with the more permanent por- tion of the tree, certain corklike cells which have very little adhesion, so that the leaf is very liable to be broken away by influences of wind and changes of temperature and of mois- ture. An Incident “'hich the Steamboat Genius Never Forgot. There was one little incident in Bob- ert Fulton’s life which Fulton never forgot. It took place shortly before the return trip of his famous boat’s voy- age by steam up the Hudson river. At the time all Albany flocked to the wharf to see the strange craft, but so timorous were they that few cared to board her. One gentleman, however. not only boarded her, but sought out Fulton, whom he found in the cabin. p‘ace: “This is Mr. Fulton, I presume?” “Yes, sir.” “Do you return to New York with thisboat?” “We shall try to get back, sir.” “Have you any objection to my re- turning with you '2” “It you wish to take your chances with us, sir, I have no objection.” “What is the fare ‘2” After a moment’s hesitation Fulton replied, “Six dollars.” And when that amount was laid in his hand he gazed at it a long time, and two big tears rolled down his cheeks. Turning to the passenger, he said: v “Excuse me, sir, but this is the first pecuniary reward I have received for all my exertion in adapting steam to navigation. I would gladly commemo- rate the occasion with a little dinner, but I am too poor now even for that. If we meet again I trust it will not be the case.” As history relates. the voyage termi- nated successfully. Four years later Fulton was sitting in the cabin of the Clermont. then called the North River, when a gentleman entered. Fulton glanced at him and then sprang up and gladly shook his hand. It was his first passenger. and over a pleasant little dinner Fulton entertained his guest with the history of his success and ended with saying that the first actual recognition of his usefulness to his fel- low men was the $6 paid to him by his first passenger. Hts Guess. “What would you do if you million dollars handed you?” “Well, of course I can’t say precise- ly, but the probabilities are that I’d become mean and grouchy, break away from all my old friends and put in the rest of my life trying to skin mankind out of another million.” FU LTON’S FIRST FARE. tollowin g conversation took DURHA M CHRONICLE Its Use an Inherited Habit and a Sign of Luxury. With the big. restless. energetic world outside of this tropical belt. how- ever, the matter of keeping warm is ever present. troublesome and expen- sive, throughout halt of each passing year. " -â€"â€"-'-‘ â€"l I... J v“-- As a matter of fact. the world of hu- manity dwelling in stoveland never has been in all the ages really and com- fortably warm in winter. It is largely our own fault. Mankind is the only an- imal which employs fire in the effort to survive the cold of the winters. The handy lower animals do not need it, however much their luxuriously ener- vated representatives. the dog and the cat, may enjoy it when they have a chance. 'â€"â€"â€"'_ Ancient man only got himself rid of his provident coat of hair and his suf- ficent latent heat when he began to loaf around the family cooking stove and absorb the intoxicating comfort of artificial warmth. This faraway an- cestor is responsible for the fact that the present day human being, outside or the belt aforesaid, is obliged to keep close to a thermometer registering nearly or quite 70 degrees F. from Oc- tober to May, besides which he must needs wear extra clothing. This also is an inherited habit. A traveler west once asked a half naked Indian in midwinter how he managed to stand the weather. The Indian replied: “Your face no got a coat It no cold. Indian face all over." â€"National Magazine. The Metal In a Death Dealer to All Disease Germs. “Copper is a marvelous preventive of disease. If we returned to the old copper drinking vessels of our forefa- thers, typhoid epidemic would disap- When Dr. Nathan Lord was presi- dent of Dartmouth college he used to drive about in a dilapidated. old fash- ioned contrlvance. The students be- came tired of seeing the concern and, though Dr. Lord knew of this. he clung to the old calash. One night a group of the young men hauled the thing out or the shed where it was kept. took it sev- eral Inna down the road toward Leba- non and hid it in a spot where it was concealed by dense foliage. They were Just about to depart, well satisfied with the tiresome Job, when the curtain The speaker, a filtration expert, took a copper cent from his pocket. “Examine this cent under the micro- scope,” he said, “and you will find it altogether free from disease germs. Examine gold and silver coins, and you will find them one wriggling and contorting germ mass. Yet copper coins pass through dirtier hands than gold and silver ones. You'd think they ought to be alive with micro-organ- isms. But no. Copper kills germs. Diphtheria and cholera cultures smear- ed on a copper cent die in less than two hours. “They have many cholera epidemics in China, but certain towns are always immune. These towns keep their drinking water in great copper vessels. Travelers have tried to buy these ves- sels, for they are beautiful, but the villagers will not sell them. They have a superstition that their health and welfare depend on their retention. 1 wish all superstitions were as true and salutary as that.” which completely enveloped the front of the calaeh was suddenly pushed aside and the well known face of Presi- dent Lord appeared. “New. gentle men,” he said. “you may draw me back Home. Under the Ground. In the salt district in Cheshire, Eng- land. the brine has been pumped so continuously out of the earth that the land has settled very considerably. The houses naturale em with the eerthandtneomeottbeetreetsm Northwich only the more are vaible. “But 11 she makes all herowndresses I should think she’d be a good wife for you. It shows she’s industrious and sensible.” “Not for me, thank you. It slmply shows how poor her father must be." have been added, so that by living in the upper rooms the residents may have some light and air. The road- ways sink, too, but are kept up to the proper level by the government. “Don’t waste your time in clipping on the branches,” said the woodman to his son, “but lay your ax at the root of the tree." And the young man went out and laid his ax at the foot or the tree, like a good and dutiful boy. and then he went fishing. Truly there is nothing so beautiful as filial obedience. --Strand Magazine. Hit It. “You can’t guess what sister said about you just before you came in, Mr. Highcollar,” said little Johnnie. _ ‘That’s it. You guessed it the very first time.” The Dita-“ence. man that his cheek is his most valu- able asset and he is llkely to get mad. He who reads only what pleases nev- er grown very learned. The Joke Wu on the Students. “I haven't an idea in the world, John- ARTIFICIAL WARMTH. 9, rooms are VI RTU E IN COPPER. although Summer after summer the same old- erly quiet people had come to Mrs. Austin’s pretty country boarding house, and the same noisy, vehement children. 0! course there had been some addi- tion: to the latter class, some defec- tions from the former, but the charac- ter of the company had remained much the same. This year, however, came a new boarder of a distinctly difierent element. He was Paul Campbell, a playwright or some reputation. Being the only eligible man on. the place, Miss Austin had managed to lay hold of Mr. Campbell as her es- pecial property. At first he did not mind. Were not her eyes sufficiently blue? Was there not always about her the odor of orris and heliotrope? But when he discovered that both mother and daughter were trying to work the matrimonial game upon him he balked. One warm day they had been down to the lake boating, and now they had turned their faces homeward. “It you find the path rough for fash- lonable heels or tear your gown with the brambles or scratch your face with the wild rosebushes, on your head be the consequence.” Paul Campbell was warning Miss Austin, who had capri- “I don’t care. It’s too hot to breathe today, and I know this is the shorter way. It'll get us home more quickly than the other.” dously chosen a path through the woods, while he had Wisely indicated another. “You’ll have a good opportunity,” threw back Miss Austin over her shoul- der, “of determining whether my hair is all my own.” “Its glory.” answered Campbell, quick always in saying the required thing, “most blind me to its defects, if there be any.” “80 good of you to make the qualifi- cation!” retorted Miss Austin. “Well, it must be single file,” ob- served Campbell, with something like positive relief, remembering that the arrangement would do Something to add to the difficulty of conversation. Bee and there the brier roses bloom- ed in all their exquisite pinkness. Campbell absently broke off a spray. Absently, too, he pulled the leaves from the stalk. Then he chanced to lockupon the pink bud. With a whimsical, half tender ges- ture he thrust it into his buttonhole. Oh, he was a fool. beyond doubt, to m such uconnection. But those un- mmtious little petals, showing their “late veins as they tapered upward unl'tnfolding so much Wild sweetness, annulled him of Miss June. Me was Mrs. Austin’s younger damhter. She had wide, dark eyes and teeth of pearl, but she was not beautiful, like her sister Jane. Their men, in fact, many of the boarders thought. ought to have been turned shot, for June was just like her sis- can name. while Jane was as flushed and jubilant as summer’s first month. “There’s a pleasure as well as a credit in dressing her,” June had once overheard her mother say when she’d slipped Jane into a thin white frock ' and brushed her glossy curls. That was twelve years ago. June was only six, but her fragile little hands had gone together in muteprotest, and her eyes had grown larger with half under- have a good husband” She raised her- selr up in the hammock. Sleep had fled. Now, just at that moment Sarah. the cook, who had been buying some ribbon and ruching in one of.the vil- lage Shops..happened to enter the front gate. As shecame ahmst or the wide 1 Porch-Mrs. Anstln leaned over the rail- .- six, but her fragile little hands had ! gone together in muteprotest, and her ; eyes had grown larger with half under- ' stood pain. June, whom her household and the summer boarders saw; June of the in- . frequent speech, the shy, fugitive- smlles and proud, reticent airâ€"that was ' not June of the woods whom Paul Campbell had grown to know. June ! of the woods had an elusive grace, ! shining eyes, laughter as silvery as the I rippling streams, exquisite fancies, I “See here, young lady,” he was say- ing halt seriously, half playfully, “it you continue to evade me as you’ve been doing for the past few days I’m going to pack up my trunk and leave next week. What possible pleasure do youthlnklflndlnalototstaid ladies who knit on the porches and children quick, dramatic gestures and withal a delicate, childish abandon of spirit. “Well," asked Miss Austin as they came out from the woodland path on to the sunny road, “have you settled the aflairs of the nation? I looked back at you once or twice, but you were in such a brown study you didn’t notice me," she pouted. “Miss Jane, how could that be pos- sible?" mocked he courteously. “That wild rose bud in your coat is very pretty. Will you give it to me for a remembrance of the day?” Campbell's fingers closed upon the bud to detach it; then he remembered. “No, Miss Austin,” he laughed, thrusting his hands into his pockets; “it would be inappropriate. When I go to the village tomorrow I’ll get you some mses from the florist’s.” One morning several days later they were in the woods together, June and he, under the silver column or a beech tree. She , sat beside him, with her slim. brown hands folded in her lap and the wild rose buds withering in her dark hair. The mm: of them had somehow stolen to her cheeks. She was happy today in spite of the tact that Campbell was chiding her. “You are the magnet which attracts them." he corrected. Suddenly Miss Austin lifted her eyes. “Pshaw!” she said, twirling her sun- shade indlgnantly. “I believe I’m noth- ing but a peg for you to hang compn. ments on”â€" “All-'3 3m” W the girl By Virginia Leila W entz Just Miss Jun 6 demuely, watching the flash 0! through a rift in the foliage. likes to be with yon, Mr. Ca I’m sure. And I’m sure".1M.er pearly teeth caught the scarlet m lipâ€"“Jane’s neither a staid km lady nor a squabbling child. And should you miss me? I’m not be ful like Jane. I’m just”... “Just Miss June,” finisl siniply. But there was quiet pride in his voice. June trembled beneath his words and knew not why she trembled. But there was sufficient dramatic force in her to go toward the making of a great actress. She spied a spray of scarlet columbine on a gray rock overhanging a dark pool. Unconscious]; the (gm. trast or colors struck her artistic eye, and she made use of it all to hide her sudden emotion. “Will you fetch me those columme that wave from the rock and throw colored patches on the pwi. Mr. Camp. bell?” said she quietly. But when he had gone her hand went for support to the column of the beech, her bosom rose and fell and her Wide eyes dilated, then half closed. “Oh, dear God,” she prayed inward. 1y, “I’ve never had any one in my Whole life really to love me. And he is so big and so knightly. Don’t let me imagine a vain thing that would break my heart. Let me remember thatl am plainâ€"and that he is just kind.” “Here," cried Campbell cheerfully, coming back with a bunch of the columbine and handing it to her. “The scarlet just matches your lips, little maid.” It‘was not alone her lips that were ecafletmw; a flame spread hotly over her cheeks. In a few moments she jumped up, laughing. smoothing out her blue ging- ham frock. “If. ever I come to regard myself as a bewitching fairy princess I'll hold you responsible, sir. But I mm be going now. I’m still Cinderel- la,” she added. “I promised mother to make the salad dressing for lunch- standing eating the peaches off the trees, “with his hands in his pocket“ Such an instance or indolence WOUld be hard to beat and should, one would maveaadeaatmtenyem“ his life. But Thomson died at tori? One m evening when theair was filled with the gold of fireflies, a maze of spangles, now darkening. now weight none too gently into the ham- mock. The silver of the moon was be- ginning to tremble through the leaves of the trees and to show patches of the-garden path that wound toward the'trontgate. And so the fragrant summer month drifted Irresponsibly on. She mn'st have domed 01! a bit, for suddenly she started as is the way of one who tries to capture one’s waking were... but she recognized Campbell‘s rich. fleepvoice. “Base tom sound awfully shrill," thought M18. Austin, trying ineffectual- ly to put the hammock in motion Then she lay there inert, yielding to the drowsmess-of. the air. “And you know, dear, that I love you. I gmi’ve been loving you right from the first, but I didn’t realize it moonlit patch in the path and were emerging into the shadows that stretched toward the gate, so Mrs Amfinxnfldn’t exactly see who the)" . A Lazy Poet. Laziness does not always confer the long llte claimed for it by Dr. Herbert Snow. Of proverbial lazlness W35 Thomson, the poet, drowsing away the greater part or his life in his garden at Richmond, listening to nightingales' wrltlng the lntermlnable poems that everybody now admires and nobody reads. There he could often be 68?” “At 1331:!” she cried. smiling broadly. “Wen, Jane deserved it --and she’ll have a good husband.” She raised her- self. up in. the hammock. Sleep had “Galvanized iron is not galvanized It Is zinc coated. Catgut is not the gut of cats, but ofsheep. Kid gloves do not come from m skins, but from lamb “Sealing wax has no wax In It. 1101' 13 it a byproduct of the seal. Worm‘ wood bears no relation either to wood or worms. Rice paper 13 never made from rice. Salttsnotasalt. “Copper coins are bronze. not copper. India ink is unknown in India. T111“ keys come from our own country, from Turkey: never.” milestone. 30-18 a steel pen. “A ahoehom is a piece of ham 30‘ cording to its name. How can it be made or silver. then? In like manner a milestone can’t be made of woodâ€"â€" though they have them. the same 88 nutmegs in Connecticutâ€"nor can a pen. which strictly means a feather. be made of steel. “Irish stewts a ”dish unknown in He land. Jerusalem artichokes were never heard of in Jerusalem. Prussian blue does not come from Prussia. but from the red prussiate of potash. 1 “Sarah.” “.mpered, with mater- nal pride‘m hermice, “was that Miss J me who :went out of the gate then with Mr. Campbell?” It was a state ment rather than a question. “NO’m.”‘said Sarah, looking up quick- ly: “thatmsn’t Miss Jane, ma’am; ‘t was justIMIss June.” We of mm". ” “Al‘suver shoehorn is a misnomer. lid a phflologlst. “So is a wooden DECEMBERgG 15. a world of it'd the‘ MRS. JAMES EDGE. nf Iidgui been ailing for snmu timv. hm her mums is unly tonnpm'm- Edge.wi” soon he 94 ymn's n.“ is not so smart as he mm! m . may yet live: far some )‘mw ‘dee is a man for whom “'1‘ “'“ways had a very high pony-«:1. feel badly to think of him away. m some time in the futu necessity demands it). The a. L to “3 is. perhaps, as nut '11 w 4‘70! 80 L .te is a disappoit our ”Elders. Further apolc MB. ART. Hun, of \'i(_. badly injured Yesterday “- on the railroad. 11.1va In»: 1 nature or extent of injm it“, Whelan of Hamilton was it Monday on business for the. (Lu Coâ€"Operative concern of whici president. THE Dunnville Gazette savs NEAFORD tax mu: ig “my on the dollar. CALL at the Standard Hunk a CaIendar for 1907. CREDIT Auc'rxox SALE 01'“ Stock and Implements, at Lut 2, E. G. R., u'rlenelg. on Tumda the 18th. Wm. Jacques. I’m John Clark, Auctioneer. ‘ DR. BROWN, Eye. Ear, .\'( Throat, will be at. Knapp Hut. ham. Dec. 8th and 29th. Hm: m. m 5 p. m. EYES tested and suppfied. JUST as We are about to «:14 forms, we learn of the dwlth W. J. Firth, who died this. V day, morning after a pl‘ultfllgw; from lung trouble. THE Farmers‘ 31311121}.th Supply Co. have mama! I}! from the Hunter huihling. ‘.\' OCJUpicd for the past 1w“ years. t0 the* new st’ut'ehwxsc erecth in cmnwvtiun wit 1) I} DR. BROWN 0f Hoistvin 1’! the Sangeen I’x'cshytm-En Peoples Society. will giw- :1 tothe young,r people in MW of the Preshy'crinn chum-h evening next at, S (ft'lur'k. cox-diam}? invited. ANOTHER valuable horsv imu ham. Although deeply inh n his Hardware business. \V. never loses the opportunity of; ing a. good hm'sc. A short Lin he secured a handsome mare 11 Swilton, of Flesherton, and (m ‘ sold her to Mr. Savage, of Minx fora. high figure. Mr. San-1;: owner of “ Dan Patch." i-mm Mr. Black Says 1)} fvi-(iing inte 81 StOCk FOOd 13021509 “301 s11“? very rapidly. WE regret to learn 1}; Ferguson who becanw sI-I after attending the. F-ilx‘ Ceremonies at, ()nvi‘h months ago is still in a condition. It will 1w thatanumbev Hf {Ezt- :: Signs of being pub «)3 ‘ son and three or fuzz 'L. 311‘. Fergl1>()1:I‘-izrw-U ..- ly ill, his CilISt' t3-P\‘é-‘IH"1§H.1’ and subseqm-nt,!}' ‘,::‘.~ ' Which he i: mm mzzg' '- Stand be new}? ismnu :r' and that he 5:111 is in . garding the (30:11,!) «)1 5?: His many friends ht‘z'u \\ "learn his comma“ In“: that all Will he plvslsul U; Signs of imp: ox 01an I . ANY man gasoline engl:w Without feeling“ never make a. _.. en We are €XC?‘['IHP§}'1)'2>}' Ll customers crying out; far var} «chants putting in big (‘m 34:: the devil yenim, r 101' (' my. m3. 'Oommibors sin' glng H mm: the editor acting as 111%:13'1 r 0 k? engine, gives quit» :x ‘ in an ordinary pz‘irxt,,s'1');:. 5 the case the eariy part m 1] and a twelve page papvr (H g! Wednesday. But, We're Mi zthen decided that the msi 'WOH‘d be to take 0221' ful'lns EC 'vnew cmce and ‘jet mm in" «done there. 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