The Abilene Reporter. (Abilene, Tex.), Vol. 17, No. 43, Ed. 1 Friday, November 4, 1898 Page: 6 of 8
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-Boston Courier
j STOLEN BY APES.
This is the story of RnflUjs w bo got
ats fanny little uanic in a faroff East
Indian army post anil it tolls how ho
eatae scar bcng adopted by a tribe of
tebocas just about tho tituo when ho
get his name.
Xafiles is quite a big boy now. When
Ua father who is a captain in the
British Indian army cornea home after
yaada. Rnfltea can carry his big saber
aalte like a soldier and. he can go
atosBd by the back of the compound
-watch is the came for the big yard
rfeero his father and lota of other sol-
Afers live and walking Tery heavily
thoTeranda of his own home he
make his mother believe that a very
injoxtant visitor ba arrived at the
stoat door. Then hi mother looks at
attraelf in the mirror for fear her pretty
Sttir may be mussed and sends one of
tae black servants to receive tba caller.
Then of course. Ruffles is verydelight-
ad with bis joke and everybody laughs
iaal&ding tbe newsyce." or groom
jast down from tbe hills where there
am only black people and he doesn't
iiJuLtand in the least what ic is all
boat.
It was a long time ago when Raffles
W carried off by the baboons but it is
the zacstescitiBg of stories stilL In the
laag evenings when Ruffles' father is
tmty in his study with reports and pa
jpers and other tiresome things Ruffles
draws a cassock up to his mother's knee
aai says "3Tow mom tell me how
aaddy found me when the baboons were
.aaujiag rae away." Then Ruffles'
-asatber twists her fingers in the curls
which Baffles secretly hopes to get rid
af before long and her eyes shine with
tbe memory ef the terrible night when
aae thought her poor little son was the
victim of tbe jungle beasts.
"It was when the regiment was sta-
tfaaed in a little fort up in the bills
WWir King William's Town" says she.
'There had been fighting with the
Kaffirs and just the minnie it was over
jjoa and I and Surra O'Brien t off in
aallock carts to see your daddy. When
re got there they made a great wel--ataae
for you because yon were the first
whits baby ever seen in that part of
India. We had taken your perambulator
akag and Xnrse O'Brien used to whee
yoa about in the kloof." As Ruffles had
ton raised in India he of course knew
that the "kloof" was simply a space in
4k jangle where trees and bashes had
aam cleared away so that prowling
tasts or prowling Kaffirs might not
cease too near. That was before Nurse
O'Brien married Sergeant Brown ' ' con-
tiaaed Buffles1 mother.
"Of course" said Raffles sagely.
"Her name wasn't Brown then."
'"Correctl" said Ruffles' mother with
Kutnes called her "young lady
Jaagfa."
"2ow" she continued "whether it
was X?ur O'Brfen'e fault or Sergeant
Steowo'f fault that yon were carried off
tyiiio baboons hasn't ever been set-
tied." "Wasn't it both of their faults-" in
faired Ruffles.
"I rather think it was" replied his
saother "though they haven't yet
agreed to that between themselves. .At
any rate every one knew that when
3knree O'Brien pushed your perambu-
lator about the kloof Sergeant Brown
always walked along and talked to
Vane O'Brien. It was a very wild
Joaesome place oar fort was cot near-
ly as nice a station as this where yoa
Wave lots of little friecdjt to go to school
Witayon."
"Wasn't there any school theret"
asked Raffles.
j "Not a eign of one" replied his
another. "Not a school within 200
miles. Why they couldn't have had a
school for just one little white baby.
jon Know '
and breathed a sigh
cated that even
be borne by
bis
ueall
trees
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without having
or llttlo Ruffles and
might die when thu last
iino iu
Atuonc the oflicors who bad gone
out to watch for you was Captain Mc
Adams ntul it was bo who Saw' tho stran-
gest part of it nil. Ho became separated
from tho rest of the rarty and on a lit-
tle knoll where there was n big treo
with a wide hollow in it just a! little-
higher than a man's head he caught
sight of your daddy going through tho
juu'gle afoot nud carrying something in
his arms. Captain McAdams had been
so confused and horrified by your nd-
venture that ha vus quite nervous. Ho
couldn't imagine why your daddy wat
waikiug iu tho .jaugle and for the mo-
ment he believed that daddy bad heard
about the baboous carrying you away
and that the news had made him lose
his mind. So Captain McAdams just
stood perfectly quiet in the shadow of Jk
bu;-h aud waited. He saw your daddy
carefully lay a buudle right in the
hollow of the big tree staudiug on his
tiptoes to reach high enough. Then
daddv went quickly away; aud Cantata
McAdams was quite certain that h was
demented. Captain AlcAilaws tas go-
ing toward the tree to find out what tho
bundle contained when your daddy came
crashing through the bushes on Sul-
tan's back. Sultan was snorting aud
rearing in a way which proved that be
was badly frightened. Your daddy was
the best horseman jn tbe regiment then.
as he is now."
"The best one in the world mom"
interrupted Ruffles excitedly.
"Yes of course and he rode Sultan
right np to the tree and leaning over
in the saddle picked up the bundle he
had placed in the hollow. And what
do you think it was?"
"It was me!" shouted Ruffles.
"Indedit wasl" laughed Ruffles'
mother giving hiny a good tight hug.
"Your daddy was jast galloping off
with yon when Captain McAdams called
to him. 'Ned!' he shouted. Ned old
man I Where did yon find Ruffles?'
" 'Upon my word' said your daddy
I don't knowwbether or not Fra jest
right in niy'bead. A big hahooa drop
ped the poor little beggar right in my
path.'
" 'Is he is o hartf asked Captain
.McAdams.
"'Not a bit!' said your daddy. 'He's
right as a golden guinea
" 'Ned said Captain McAdams
we've been searching the jungle for
that blessed baby since 9 o'clock; ex-
pecting to find him torn to pieces. The
baboons stole him right out of his per-
ambulator. " Year daddy took off his hat jast as
he does when the colors march past
and then he kissed yoa.
" 'But in tbe came of common sense
Ned said Captain McAdams 'what
did you mean by putting the baby up a
tree?'
" 'The baboons that dropped Ruffles
gave Sultan such a start' said yonr
dady. 'that I couldn't mount him with
Ruffles in my arms. So I picketed Sal-
tan put Ruffles in the hollow tree and
then rode np and lifted him out "
Thera was a pause and Ruffles said
"Mom did they reduce Sergeant Brown
to the ranks:"
"No" said Ruffles mother. "Wasn't
it as much Norte O'Brien's fault as
hi?"
"Yes" aid Baffles jvlkially "I
gaess it was aud it wouldn't be fair to
punish one without punishing tbe other
and it wouldn't be military to punish a
woman."
And Ruffles' mother only langbed
and said "Blessmylittlemau's'beartl"
-rCincinnati Enquirer.
What Hcpatatfpn Will Do.
The envser of an intelligent dog had
been in the liabit of allowinz him to
take a coin and go to the market to buy ;
uia own meat ioeuog wouia It ten tne
meat home deposit it in the shed aud
then when hungry go and get ifc.
The household cat found tbe meat
there and on several occasions stole it.
The dog discovered what was going on
and would lie in wait for her near tbe
meat and when vbe approached would
chase ber away.
At length he tired of watching hl(
dinner aoj fell into tbe habit of carry
inghis purchases to tbe cellar and barr-
ing them in tbe sand. One day the
dog's owner removed the meat from tbe
ce'iar to see what he would do when he
found it gone.
After a time tho dog went to the cel-
lar and began to dig in tbtfeand wbertf
he had left bis meat. It wan not there.
He lay down a minute as if to think
tbe matter over and then suddenly
rushed np the staire and spying tbe
cat "went for her" as the boy of the
family said and chased her all over the
yard. Christian Leader.
Ole Half and Ml. flilatr.
Ole Hull upon hearing a brilliant
joang pianist play remarked to her;
loo play beautifully but yoa caa'tdo
it iuuJo no wbtHM w. It
bleep of a wan."
irm is strong hoj(" aatwer-
iri uxuiBt. "I break My
in a a uiau ooaw aaa ihh
oueavsry wmmc."
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hoar iaaas aaaala
Tty Uwak'tkwa
kick amtapr
hat
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lips are
TaHchealkB7ho dreary never chhnislu;
tnla
Of mortal mnlaillra Li worn ntul s'.nlo.
You tannot charm ot Interest or nttoise
By harping- on that mtnor chant alsonse.
Say you nro well or all Is well with you.
And Gch) shall hear your wonls an J make
thctn true
Klla Wheeler Wilcox In Woman' Homo
Companion.
END OF A ROMANCE.
November's raw air warned negligent
householders that it was time tq lay in
their winter's supply of coajt and ev-
ery where up and down tho wind swopt
luugth of tho city's residence streets
rattliug coal troughs barred tho pedes-
trian's path and discharged their black
torrents into insatiable sidewalk scut-
tles. Mrs. Matthews who lived on quiet
but highly select Prospect street had
onlered ten tons of ccal put into bet
cellar and the Urst Installment had nr-
rived a two ton loadgot to the crest
of tho steep narrow street ry much
hard pulliug ou the part of the horses
and stcuturiau shouting on tho port of
tboir Irish driver.
"Mr. Coal Man!" cried Mrs. Mat
thews from the up stairs bay wluclaw
"Beware you close the coal scuttle when
yon go. Don't leave it open. It is so
large somebody might fall in."
"Yis mam" assented tho driver
raising hia grimy face and smiling in
tho dazzling way that distinguishes
coal heavers and negroes. Then with
a perversity as sublimely unconscious
as that of inanimate objects themselves
ho went away when ho had finished his
task leaving tbe iron lid of the scuttle
leaning against the Bide of tho honse.
Three or four minutes latex a small
dapper nicely dressed young man step-
ped out of the street door next to tho
Matthews' aud turned to make his final
adieus to a lady slightly faded but
still young who had accompanied him
to the threshold. He backed away bow-
ing and holding- his hat politely and
jauntily a few inches above bis head.
Jast as thermal "Thank yoa fgoodbyl"
had escaped his lips and the door bad
closed upon tbe lady the young man
whirled around hovered for a fateful
strenuous instant upon tho yawning
edge of the coal hole and disappeared I
Mr Dennis Murphy happening to tam
his head at the same moment and be-
holding the saddest ingnlfment of tho
young gentleman uttered but the two
words "Howly martber!" and lashing
his steeds into clumsy galloping flight
disappeared with terrific clatter down
the cobble paved bill.
But Mr. Murphy was not tho only
witness of th tragin disappearance of
the young man who had emerged from
62. Miss Minerva Matthews had stop-
ped for a moment at the little tablo in
the bay window to get a book of verse
from which she wished to make a quo-
tation. At. tho precise moment when
she laid her hand upon the volnme her
eyes carelessly lifted after tho unob-
servant manuer of one iu deep thought
had beheld a young man sink apparent-
ly into the earth directly in lront of
the quiet respectable house in which
she and her mother and ber maiden aunt
kept themselves aloof from the world.
Miss Minerva did not scream. Sho
simply said "Motherl" But the man-
ner in which bo uttered that word waa
infinitely more startling than aby inar-
ticulate outcry could possibly have
been.
Mrs. Matthews came senrrying oat
cf her room with a face as closely ap-
proximating an animated interrogation
point as might welt be.
"Mother! A man has jnst fallen into
oar coal Seattle!"
Mrs. Matthews gasped convulsively
and collapsed into a chair. Twice she
tried to frame articulate word hat the
shock haa been -too ereat. She could
only cbokeand clinch jiud oncljuch her
slender trauspaieut bands.
if those
same delicate hands could have closed
jast then upon tho brawny throat of
er. Dennis Murphy they would hare
ft hiat little breath indeed (or protes-
tation. '
Minerva saw that her mother was
practically helpless for tho time being
and that whatever was to be done ita
tbe emergency most be dose by herself.
Even at the height of the second story
she could bear tbe nawilllug and an-
welcome intruder blundering aad stum-
bling and rattling about in the dark coal
bin an be aimlessly sought some egress.
"I will go down to him mother. I
will explain!" she cried. "Oh tbecare-
lessneu of that detestable coal man I"
Miss Minerva Matthews fted down
stairs us tatt as she could go But as
the opined tho door at tbe bead of tho
cellar stairway the stopped for a mo-
ment aud shuddered from head to foot.
It was like tbe initial plawgo of the
swimmer into cold water. After that
the wont of the terrible shrinking was
over. She picked np her skirts and
darted down into tho twilight of the
cellar
Tbe coal bin was a large one and was
boarded up to within a foot or two of
tbe beams overhead. Tfaetu was a verti-
cally sliding door iu section two of
whieh Umws wwre tlm of tkew bad
baw ftfoBd lata jriaow are tbe arrival
f tbe eeal. Tba Mg U was tbwsf ore
araeUeaJly "a tibt box" aaa tb
yoaas; aw waa bad Wlm lata it not
imassrtsaaiaa' its awmlnteiloa was
saaat wsasily itaarfanasd. It was vastly
ps Mi mU (saaUaarva taoaat) that
a aha aot salsa a tanifea aatanr. a
fn
o Nie JMn mm
- u
(tin of ihedoor. As
ftamiljiermtf fc ts
ntbsivjvoobcgon Rajobetori
iitod aud bewildered jouuH
T moment the two roan toeonia
tared at aohbi her speechlessly Tbw
as if moved b; a siiualtaHmes initials.
botU'tfwoka:
l"Ou I am so" sorry P'
' "I hefe your pardon mosi hirtably for
my carolussttoss."
Than they both Intighod weakly
Miuerva snatched tbo .remaining soo
tloii Of the laor away null tho young
niaM slid tottcriuglyput Upon the collar
iloor with a small iyvalnncho of released
coat.
"It was all' Ottr faultl" crlod Miuerva.
"Wo ought to hnvo wntulietl that
wretched coal man and scon that' bo put
the cover over tho scuttlo "
"No. it was my fault" objected the
young man. "I ought to iiavn bad uiy
eyes about mo. I had no hnsiuess to bo
wa'lkiug backward ou tho street. -I
but really Mi?s"--
"Matthews" interposed Minerva
noting his questioning hesitation.
"Really Mlsa Matthows" lookibat
his grimy hands nud hcsiuirfthed liu'tli
"Ieel so dfsreputably dirty that I am
goingHO ask you for tho lovo of hntuau-
ity to Uet me an old pan or Ubsiu fq
wash this stuff off ih."
"Como right upstairs" said Mlne'rva
pityingly
"No no; I might encounter Bomebody
lH!g your p.inlon for tho seeming in-
sinuation. Bur you kuow I had to en-
counter you mid I lee! toward you a
sense of gratitude for my deliverance
that overrides all other feeling. Isn't
there a latiudry tub or something where
I conhl make a preliminary toilet?"
Miuerva led tho way into tho baso-
nient laundry where there were set
tubs running water aud plenty of soap.
"I'll rua np stairB for towels" she
said aid so made a timely escape with
the geyser of laughter that was gushing
up in her throat. She fled into tho
kitchen closet shut the door tight and
collapsed with the cook's old wrapper
pressed against her face. "Oh I'm eo
glad auntie isn't homo today or Kath-
erinel" she gasped. "What would they
do tho hysterical dears 1" She writhed
in a fit of suppressed laughter for a
minpte or two and then broko forth
and darted np stairs for tho towels
Mrs. Matthews met her at tho head of
tbe stairs.
"Don't speak a word tome mother"
panted Minerva. "Don't; I shall ex-
plode!" Sho dashed into the bathroom caught'
up a couple of towels and sped down
cellar again. .
The laundry was empty. The ontsldo
basement door standing ajar into tbe
little back yard told tbe story. Tho
yoang man bad fled.
Minerva maahjMrally gathered up a
pair of mosflHpcuQ's that had rolled
under tho shadow of the .tabs. Their
jewelry was of tho most modern kind-
smoked pearl but tho linen was fine in
texture and quality. "I guesa ho must
have been a gentleman as far aa ho
wenv' mused the girl. She turned tho
cpffs this way and that and peered in-
side but thero was no name no clew.
Then with that wonderfully swift
prophetic intuition of a woman 'Mi-
nerva Matthews sighed and exclaimed
under her breath:
"PoorMisjAtherton!"
It was Miss Athertou who lived next
door. Portland Transcript.
Wildcat on Toaat.
There is no accounting for tastes.
What suits the palatoof one may bu lit-
tle esteemed by another. An English
traveler and sportsman had recommend-
ed to him when lie was in Morocco a
variety of game which bo would not bo
very keen for at home. His informant
was a soldier for no foreigner is al-
. w . ua ivuuttjr Wilnuut
such attendance: '
He began tolling marvelous storieaf
the game iu the neighborhood of the
saltan's army and of his own impor-
tance. One remark on cooking for he
was a gourmand Is worth repeating.
"There is" ho said "only ono kind
of game worth eating in Morocco
wildcat. Ita tasto is aa the tasto of ail
other varieties of gauw mixed. When
glow you have tasted wildcat never will
you eat anything again with pleasure."
Probably not I should think it
enough to poison most people bat I
dared not say so. I inarsly proposed in
a weak voice that I preferred owl stowed
with mustard and sand. Ho said that
ought to bo good too bat he had uevcr
tried it.
if " ' i
Wr He DUa-'t Swear. .
Oa the night of the "harbor fe4e" at'
Newport John Keearlck-faagsaad bW
little boy stood war a proepof anay
officers and ladies. One of tbe torches
illuraisatiag tbe parapet went oat dar-
ing tho evening. A girl ty tbe gioaj)
said tho light aexttbe darkened one
should he pat out too as It looked
4oasly witbqat ifs mate. One Of the
young officers at oaco acted iipoa her
saggettios but in extinguishing the
torch barncd fait finger tie bit bis lips
aad said Bothlng. Mr Bangs' snail
sob looked oa in astonishment. "Papa"
he said"i!ai't that man an office!"
''Yes."
"Then papa why didn't be swear?"
"Because my sou " said tbe father
J'bo is either a chaplain or a seccaa
lieutenant. If a chaplain It woald Hot
be psojKir for liltn to do so aad if a im-
oad lieutenant b docs aot know how"
Atgoaaut
Waat4 KeaaMa.
"H'ial"sa(dtae aolleeaiaa. "Igaess
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"Wo sir." saeUiMed tba evaiea
stttaaa whose aoaas bad heea baoaea
lata "I aoa't wawt aay ivHbjla.
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