{"1": {"fulltext": "=\u00c2\u00bbS 1704\\nF5 S4\\nOpy 1\\n3ci*^ps", "height": "2909", "width": "2003", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2828", "width": "1987", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2909", "width": "2003", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2838", "width": "2061", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "SCRAPS.\\nLEWIS B. FRANCE,\\nDENVER, COLORADO.\\nTHE W. F. ROBINSON PRINTING CO.\\n1899", "height": "2899", "width": "1951", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "TWO COPIES HEi.:^.\\ngratit,\\nOffice of tha\\nOfcC 1 2 1899\\nR glst.r of Copyrlgiti\\n49857\\nCOPYEIGHT 1899\\nBY Lewis B. France.\\nSECOND COPY,", "height": "2838", "width": "2061", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "CONTENTS:\\nSCRAPS.\\nFRIENDS.\\nON THE FLY.", "height": "2899", "width": "1951", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2838", "width": "2061", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "SCRAPS,\\nO, look a-hyar I O, look a-whar\\nJes* look right ober yander\\nDoan yo* sec do ole gray goose\\nA-smilin at de gander\\nwas a faint Iigfht\\nof amber in the east and\\nthe perfume of the June\\nroses drifted in througfh\\nthe open windows.\\nMy vicinity was about\\nawakening to another day and the morn-\\ning silence was being broken by the\\noccasional twitter of a bird. The inter-\\nruptions came as if our little feathered\\nfriends were still in doubt^ or had not\\nfairly concluded the morning nap. Into\\nthese slumberous tokens was thrust the\\nhalf of the verse of the quotation: J J J\\n\u00e2\u0099\u00a6*0, look a-hyar r\\nIt was loud but not harsh, clearly articu-\\nlated and full of good cheer. As I list-", "height": "2899", "width": "1951", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "ened to the repetition^ the odor of the\\nroses was changfed to the fragfrance of\\nthe ma\u00c2\u00a7fnoIia and its environment in the\\nlongf ag:o^ and the old song came back to\\nme insistently*\\nWhat I dreamed in the soothing morning\\nhour I need not fully set down here* But\\nI mentally answered the appeal\\n**0,looka-whaf?\\nand then I must needs follow up the\\nreflection by repeating softly the first\\nstanza of the old plantation song.\\nAh^ the fair Southland the home of rel-\\nishable dishes, and of the black aunty in\\nglaring turban who officiated as the high\\npriestess before the swinging crane!\\nWhat of the hail that sent me drifting\\nIt was not a human greeting although\\nthe words were, rightly interpreted, plain\\nEnglish* I, of course, recognized that the\\nauthor was half garmented in soft brown\\nfeathers with patches of pink skin visible\\nover a body no larger than my fist; a", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "body not sugfgcsting: sentiment^ but prom-\\nising:^ with Judicious feeding;^ to make an\\nearly appeal to one s palate. The remem-\\nbrance of the ma\u00c2\u00a7:nolia affords the senti-\\nment and prepares one for the aesthetic\\ntints and exquisite savor of the fried\\ncockerel, and the perfume of the roses is\\nno bar*\\nI can catch a gflimpse of this promise by\\nlooking: out of the back window* He\\nmakes one of a g:roup of three that seem\\nto have cong:reg:ated at the stable door\\nwith a view to an early consultation* Old\\nOlive makes one of the trio and Just now\\nhe is preening: himself* Presently he g:ives\\nhis body a shake to re-adjust, evidently,\\nhis brilliant plumag:e; he stretches out\\nhis neck and the burnished hackles sud-\\ndenly shimmer as there issues from his\\nthroat a ring:ing: morning: challcng:e to\\nhis world*\\nThe cockerel thereupon stretches his neck\\nand ag:ain sends out his appeal O, look\\na-hyarP which sounds very feeble in", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "contrast with the clarion notes of Old\\nOlive^ and seems the more ludicrous in\\nthat he is not attractive and has no pres-\\nent inducement whatever to offer in re-\\nsponse to his invitation* Dame Partlet\\nshe may be an aunt or a cousin\\nlooks askance at the half -naked aspirant,\\ngives him a peck of contempt and pre-\\npares for a second assault, when Old\\nOlive steps between* With a gurgling\\nremonstrance and an austere mien he\\nchecks the threatened repetition:\\nAs the old cock crows the young one\\nlearns, my lady. Please bear the adage\\nof our family in mind*^\\nAnd then he struts off with a dignity of\\nport in keeping with his state, while the\\nchastened partlet assumes to have dis-\\ncovered a worm* The subterfuge is pain-\\nfully transparent and adopted merely to\\nconceal her humiliation at her lord s re-\\nbuke* There is a hint of human proclivity\\nin the display, and my sympathy goes\\nout to the matron* Her attack upon the", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "inncxent chick was half inspired by ad-\\nmiration for his cockship, while the other\\nhalf mi\u00c2\u00a7:ht perhaps be credited to her dis-\\ndain for the comical travesty.\\nBut in truth, Old Olive and his accom-\\nplishments command her complete admir-\\nation, and he doubtless recogfnized the\\nfact and patronized her weakness instead\\nof bestowing his affection accepting, in\\nhis venial egotism, what he considered a\\njust tribute to his excellence. But J J -J^\\nHe that exalteth himself shall be abased.\\nOld Olive has tcccivcd an acceptance to\\nhis challenge. The note of acceptance\\nwas shrill and decisive not at all like\\nthe bass tones of the challenger. Old\\nOlive would better pause before returning\\na defiance. But he has lorded it so long\\nin his polygamous environment that dis-\\ncomfiture is a forgotten virtue. Protracted\\ndeference is an enemy to gallinaceous as\\nwell as human progress to healthy ma-\\nturity. Old Olive s clear deep notes ring", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "out in reply and his position is located.\\nFrom the other side of the board fence he\\nis greeted by a series of hasty gutturals\\nas if the promoter were in anxious\\nsearch of a passage to his immediate\\npresence. Old Olive seems to understand\\nthe purport of the sounds and answers\\nthem after the manner of one to whom\\ndefeat is a stranger* There is no avenue\\nof approach through the barrier and the\\nprospector for hostilities takes^ as it were,\\na flying leap to the top, whence he can\\ncommand the neighborhood: a bird of\\nslender body with the feathers compact,\\nflecked in brown and black and as\\nsmooth as if they were polished in place;\\nan apology for a comb surmounting a\\nhead not at all like Old Olive s* It is a\\nwild bird s head, graceful in contour and\\ntapering with absolute symmetry to the\\nslender neck, thence to the shoulders,\\nforming a shapely cone with the vertex\\nthrown slightly forward and limited by\\nan ivory beak*) I recognize my neigh-", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "hot Bfistow^s lately purchased ^*Game/^\\nOld Olive^ however, does not recognize\\nthe athlete in the visitor, but only a com-\\nmon, every-day rooster like himself, and\\nhence defiantly invites him to a closer\\nacquaintance. There is no occasion to re-\\npeat the invitation* The brassy stranger\\nwould make himself at home in any\\nevent. He lowers his head suddenly his\\nburnished hackles, lately so compact and\\nsmooth, encircle his neck like a ruff of\\nthe Elizabethan era; he elevates his\\nwings a very little and springs like a\\nflash to the very feet of Old Olive, who\\nis not permitted time to even display him-\\nself in the character of a bully. There is\\na sudden clash of wings and a cuff that\\nsends Old Olive a yard away and lands\\nhim heavily, to the detriment of his\\nmagnificent tail feathers. Before he can\\nrecover from his surprise or regain his\\nposition, another ominous thud turns him\\nround, and he seems to realize that war\\nis his adversary s mission in life. And as", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "war is not the forte of Old Olive, he con-\\ntinues to turn round and dodge until the\\nopen stable door offers a promise of sanc-\\ntuary and he disappears ignominiously.\\nDuring the brief affray the featherless\\npromise had not been idle; he fluttered\\nabout the combatants as if his office were\\nthat of an umpire; his motions very\\nmuch resembled those of the stranger, al-\\nthough he kept wisely out of reach and\\nstruck nothing but the air* When the\\nvictor declared his triumph, the featherless\\nuttered his customary appeal Oh, look\\na-hyar! The Game turned at the invi-\\ntation, and, with lowered head, made a\\ndash at the supposed interloper* He\\npaused, however, seeming to realize on\\nsight that the cockerel had not offered\\nhimself as an adversary, but was giving\\nexpression simply to his vanity* The\\nGame uttered a quick scries of gutturals\\nthey might have constituted a laugh\\nand the cockerel responded by a hop,\\nskip and jump, his head lowered and his", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "wing bones elevated. The Game appre-\\nciated the display and took the aspirant\\nunder patronagfe*\\nAbout the hour of noon Old Olive was\\npersuaded from his place of refuge under\\na mangen He was apparently distressed\\nand his tail feathers were a wreck.\\nIn the meantime, under the bewitching\\ncharge of el harm, the stranger within\\nthe gates was entertained with distin-\\nguished consideration: he was tendered\\nthe choicest morsels from the feed bin\\nand worms were scratched up to tickle\\nhis palate. Possibly he was regarded in\\nsome sort as the avenger of a long series\\nof conjugal affronts, and was not surren-\\ndered to Bristow without remonstrance.\\nI have seen Old Olive dig up a worm,\\ncluck his flock to inspect the luscious dis-\\ncovery; then swallow it himself and\\nchuckle by way of desert. Bristow s\\nGame caught a grasshopper and gave it\\nto the first of the harem that arrived.\\nI have seen Old Olive but stop a mo-", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "mcnt* There is no reason why I should\\nfall into the prevailing habit at this writ-\\ning and heap opprobrium on the fallen.\\nI was sorry for Old Olive.\\nThe household watched the featherlcss,\\nand observed from day to day that a\\nchange was taking place apparently out\\nof the ordinary. It was not^ however,\\nout of the ordinary, but a change from\\nan indefinite incoherent homogenity to a\\ndefinite coherent hetrogenity through\\ncontinuous differentiations and integra-\\ntions.^ Think of a cockerel enveloped in\\nsuch a covering as that, with the hands\\nof Darwin and Spencer upon him to lift\\nhim into place among living things.\\nThink of him shedding his down in\\npatches and putting on feathers in con-\\nfirmation of similar dissimilarity. Think\\nof him adopting a grub and sand diet,\\nnot unmixed with carion when obtain-\\nable, and at the same time controlled by\\nsuch a stupendous fate. Think of him\\ndeveloping, through all these tribulations,", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "into a mere bantam^ to all appearance\\nabsolutely foreign, and without any tie of\\nkinship to the other fowls in the family.\\nThink and doubt, if you can, the laws of\\nevolution and heredity* Here were three\\n\u00c2\u00a7fenerations of edible chickens, and they\\nhad produced an ornament, nothing: niore.\\nDarwin was overhauled for a solution;\\nthe conclusion reached indicated an out-\\ncrop of some remote and unknown an-\\ncestor who had thus transmitted his taint.\\nThe instance was cited in proof of infal-\\nlibility in the law of heredity and the\\nBiblican forewarning. Then Bristow\\nstepped in and revolutionized the deduc-\\ntion by explaining that he had given a\\nbantam egg to one of the children the\\nrest was easy.\\nBut the object of our solicitude, full grown\\nand armed cap-a-pie, became a terror to\\nOld Olive, who seemed never to have\\nrecovered from the fright of his first\\nchastisement. He would look about him\\nbefore crowing. If he started to deliver", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "his challcn\u00c2\u00a7fe and caught sight of the\\nBantam, he would break off in the mid-\\ndle and conclude with an apologetic gut-\\nturaL The hens snubbed him, and the\\nBantam would range along side and\\nshriek out his appeal so hilariously that\\nthe other would sidle away and look\\ndown deferentially at the minute inter-\\nloper. The fall of Old Olive was lament-\\nably decisive, and full of unspeakable\\nsadness* It was quite impossible to regard\\nhim otherwise than with pity.\\nThe Bantam, with his other qualities,\\nhad style enough to equip a dozen, with\\na fair margin for a barn yard of others\\nambitious of display. He was, in his\\naggressiveness, an aggravation; his mis-\\nsion seemed to be to strut, bully every-\\nthing in sight and proclaim defiance,\\nwithout reserve, to the general world.\\nBristow s Game, confined and carefully\\nguarded, read hourly taunts in the Ban-\\ntam s shrill proclamations, and responded\\nin kind. Their meeting was so remote a", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "contingency that no thougfht was ever\\nentertained of it, until the improbable\\nhappened* The Game escaped one day\\nand made a foray upon the scene of his\\nformer triumph* He approached by the\\nsame route, mounted the fence and sin-\\ngled out Old Olive as the object upon\\nwhich to wreak retribution for months\\nof provocation. Old Olive, however,\\nstood not upon the order of his going,\\nbut disappeared with unwonted celerity,\\nand the Game, alighting, was confronted\\nby the Bantam.\\nWhat are you doin here demanded\\nthe latter, with extended neck and trem-\\nbling hackles*\\nWho are you? inquired the Game,\\nlikewise interested and curious*\\n**No one to speak of, responded the\\nBantam, shifting for an opening.\\n*^Oh, go awn, said the Game disdain-\\nfully, his head in the air* Ah, would\\nyou?\\nBut the Bantam landed on his adver-", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "sary s neck and avoided the counter*\\nThe Game realized at once that he had\\nbusiness on handt so to speak, and settled\\ndown to it. He would annihilate this\\nepitome of impudence at one stroke* But\\nthe stroke was too high, the Bantam\\nducked, came up on the side and landed\\nagain on the neck. The Game was sur-\\nprised, conceded first blood, and shifted\\nwarily with dire intent. He made a feint\\nwhich the Bantam acknowledged by a\\nblow upon the head that sent the big\\none down. Before he could rise, the Ban-\\ntam, with marvelous precision, buried a\\nspur in his eye. The Game struggled,\\nbut his actions were the plain heralds of\\ndissolution. The little one danced all\\nover him, it seemed, until he lay without\\na quiver. A peck or two satisfied the\\nvictor that his work was accomplished,\\nthen he gave a feeble imitation of his\\ninsolent challenge, and staggered with\\nweakness at the conclusion.\\nThe commotion that followed was un-", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "prccedented^ The clamor could not have\\nbeen greater had every chicken in the\\nyard deposited an eggf^ ^i^d felt that its\\nlife depended upon a proclamation of the\\nfact^ The head of Old Olive emerged\\nslowly from his haven under the manger^\\nand he made inquiry touching the cause\\nof the uproar. His presence^ however,\\nwas a signal for the Bantam to start in\\nhis direction, whereupon the deposed po-\\ntentate retired without definite informa-\\ntion, and the remainder of the concourse\\nproceeded with the inquest* The body of\\nthe Game was subjected to investigation\\nat the beak of every one of his former\\ncourt and the increase, each one announc-\\ning his opinion in passing. The concen-\\nsus, beyond the fact that the Game was\\nfound dead, was expressed in the univer-\\nsal homage accorded the Bantam The\\nking is dead! Long live the king! Even\\nBristow picked up and caressed the victor,\\nwho seemed to appreciate the extrava-\\ngance of the situation and exclaimed,", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "with a soft of reckless hilarity, as Bristow\\ncoddled and held him aloft:\\n^^Oh, looka-hyar!", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "FRIENDS.\\nS A RULE it is pleasant\\nto be invited* When\\none has to offer himself,\\nthe effort is attended\\nwith more or less em-\\nbarrassment, dependin\u00c2\u00a7f\\nupon the egotism of the volunteer* An\\ninvitation to a weddingf, for instance, is\\npleasant, provided one is not recently in\\nreceipt of a printed slip from one s banker\\ninvitin\u00c2\u00a7: one to calL An invitation to a\\npicnic is burdened with elements of doubt,\\ninvolvingf ants, cholera morbus, colds and\\nother disagreeable possibilities* An invi-\\ntation to call again is replete with such\\ndelightful suggestions that one is tempted\\nto wish oneself young again, like Podg-\\ncrs and the other blades yet in the flower*\\nAn invitation to dinner, when one is\\nfamiliar with the admirable gauge of the\\ncook and not troubled by indigestion, is", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "pleasant without any exception, thus\\ngiving: the lie to the axiom that, ^all\\ngeneral rules have exceptions/ An invi-\\ntation to go fishing or shooting is always\\nin order, and attended with annoyance\\nonly when one can not accept. An invi-\\ntation to a funeral is sometimes not\\nunattended by pleasant emotions, for in-\\nstance, when one has been hitherto neg-\\nlected by the dear departed, and is curious\\ntouching the probate of the wilL You\\nsee, therefore, by these contrasts, that\\ninvitations, as a rule, carry in their train\\nsentiments more or less pleasurable* I am\\nled into these reflections by an invitation\\nlately appearing in Forest and Stream, in\\nbold-face type, reading after this fashion\\nAH those who love a dog because he is\\na dog are invited by the editor\\nto consider this department as one in\\nwhich they can discuss amicably etc.\\nIt is a privilege to love a dog that is,\\nsome dogs. One may not be supposed to\\nlove all dogs any more than all women.", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "horses or men. Some dogs are mean\\nsome women not lovable^ some horses\\nvicious and some men prohibit, abso-\\nlutely, any consideration in their favor\\nit is easier, many times, to love a dogf,\\nmuch easier to overlook his foibles. In-\\ndeed, his weaknesses are a constant ap-\\npeal to you, because he gfives you to\\nunderstand that he has acted on his best\\ninformation; when he makes a mistake\\nfrom your standpoint, his contrition is\\nsincere you can swear by it men and\\nwomen leave one oftener in doubt* His\\ncharity is very broad and his forgiveness\\nof your errors as beautiful as a mother s;\\nhe is a perpetual lesson in the school of\\nthe Master, but we heed him not, being\\nourselves unmindful of the Teacher he\\npossesses the virtue of obedience commen-\\nsurate to his understanding, we under-\\nstand and do not obey* The integrity of\\nhis love is beyond question, hence it is a\\nprivilege to respond in like measure, if\\nwe can what is our favor is with him", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "a prer ogfativct he has a right to be loved.\\nI saw Web a few weeks since. You do\\nnot know Web he is not registered\\nbut he has blue blood in his veins. Over\\nin Middle Park, where he is surrounded\\nby the comforts that should attend the\\nsear, the yellow leaf/ he is known as\\nGordon. He hears his old name once a\\nyear when I call on him and his newer\\nfriends. His hair was once very silky,\\nand is soft yet to the touch, his tail\\nstraight with an eight-inch feather. He\\nis very fat now, and is turning gray\\nabout the face. We have spent many\\npleasant days together and have aged,\\nhe the more rapidly, because of greater\\nzeal in the discharge of his duties. At\\nthe mention of his old name he pricks up\\nhis ears and there is a perceptible twitch\\nof the once handsome tail, indicative of\\ndoubt and yet partaking of hope. Upon\\nthe second mention of the name he rises\\nslowly to investigate he would jump to\\ndo so, but that privilege is no longer his.", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "His steps are not steady nor his line of\\napproach exactly straigfht^ but he finds\\nthe wayt and when his nose touches my\\nboot he whimpers, very gently, throws\\nhis head a little to one side and curls the\\nside of his lip as near to a smile as is\\nvouchsafed his kind; he attempts to\\nstand upon two feet, and then three, and\\nfinally sits down and offers me a hand,\\nand all the time that whimper and curl\\nof the lip to express how gflad he is\u00c2\u00bb His\\nmemory is good and his affection una-\\nbated. He talks to me after the old fash-\\nion, as I caress him and look in vain for\\nthe eloquence of the beautiful brown eyes\\nof the earlier days. He has no need of\\nhis sight to recognize me, and I, with my\\nown not a little dim at the thought,\\nwonder whether I should, under a like af-\\nfliction, recognize him. The verdict upon\\nthis point is in favor of my friend.\\nWeb has a companion, a black and tan\\ncolored shepherd, named Jack, who is as\\nfull of mischief as a monkey and in the", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "line of his duties worth half a dozen\\nherders^ He looks straight at you when\\nyou propose to send him on an errand;\\nshould you halt him after he had started\\non a mission, whether at one rod or\\nmany, he stops short and looks around\\nat you with head up and every muscle\\ntaut^ What would you have me do?\\nJust mention it or motion it/ is his plain\\ninterrogfatory, and his ready obedience to\\nyour answer is a marvel he has no sugf-\\ngfestions to make of a better way of\\ndoing what you want*\\nJack steals Web s bone, on occasions, and\\nknows just as well as any of us that he\\nhas done something mean, has been\\nguilty of a breach of canine ethics or the\\ncommandment handed down to us* He\\ntakes off the bone to a rod s distance, lies\\ndown and puts his paws upon it* By this\\ntime he has worked himself into the be-\\nlief that it is his bone, duly earned by\\nthe sweat of his brow, and growls if\\nWeb makes a move* Web rarely sets up", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "a prior claim^ but when he does he treats\\nJack s growl as sheer bluff and repossesses\\nhfs property with a dignity compatible\\nwith old age* Of his own volition Jack,\\naside from the occasional episode of the\\nbone, has set himself up as guardian to\\nWek He watches over his general in-\\nterests and uncertain footsteps with un-\\ntiring fidelity* He has a way of putting\\nhimself directly across the path of his\\nblind friend when the latter starts in\\nunfavorable directions, and by rubbing\\nagainst him and talking in a way that\\nis quite comprehensible, even to one not\\na dog, turns him about and steers him to\\nsanctuary* Last winter the ice on the\\nriver was thick and the weather very\\ncold; the current of the Grand is swift.\\nA hole had been cut in the ice for the\\nconvenience of the stock and had been\\nkept open several days. One morning\\nWeb strayed off toward this hole to get\\ninto it was to be swept under by the cur-\\nrent and drowned. Jack saw him, called", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "to him and started on the run^ overtak-\\ning him just as he approached the dan-\\ngferous place, turned him around in the\\nusual way and coaxed him toward the\\nhouse, and seemed, as the observer de-\\nclared, tickled to death at the success\\nof his undertaking. He Jumped over\\nand around the old dog until the latter\\nwas obliged to ^ivc acknowledgment of\\nthe service by two or three hoarse barks,\\na feeble dance and that unmistakable\\ncurl of the lip as they rubbed noses. Do\\nyou doubt, Mr. Editor, that there was\\npleasure inexpressible in your invitation\\nLove a dog because he is a dog/^ How\\nelse, or for what other reason would you\\nlove him? He is unlike anything else\\non this beautiful earth. He loves you\\nunder chiding or caress. He will fight\\nfor you and yours where he will not do\\nbattle for himself. His affection is not\\ngauged by your garments, rags or velvet\\nare all one to him provided they are\\nworn by his lover. He is faithful in", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "your good fortune, and accepts the crust\\nof your poverty uncomplainingly. Your\\nsuccess is his pleasure, your sorrow com-\\nmands his sympathy. He is happy\\nwhere you are and discontented where\\nyou are not. He is ignorant of politics,\\nbonds and stocks and bank accounts. His\\nlove is honest, and not to love what is\\nhonest is to be less than a dog.", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "ON THE FLY.\\nIVERY MAN, at some\\ntime in his life, has\\nrecognized the alluringf\\ntouch of the gfreat\\nMother s hand and re-\\nsponded with eagferness\\nor sighed with regret. A love of out-\\ndoors is an inherent virtue, blurred only\\nby the dirt of the city and the inordinate\\ndesire for dollars.\\nRip Van Winkle was not a creature\\nwholly of the imagination. There was\\nno town or village but it possessed a vag-\\nabond. Life in this thrifty land of ours\\nwas taken more seriously fifty years ago\\nthan it is today. The vagabond of those\\ntimes was a lovable loafer, not so much\\ngiven to dissipation as to general improv-\\nidence, very much resembling the grace-\\nless Rip, the idol of the children and the\\ndread of the mothers. The fathers", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "well, they did not swear, perhaps, unless\\nmentally, at his presence, because pro-\\nfanity and idleness were treated in some\\nsort as inseparable and under the ban\u00c2\u00ab\\nLove of outdoors was not tabooed, but it\\nwas trained to such decorum that it\\nwas quite as thin as a ghost s shadow.\\nDoubtless a reverence for the apostles\\ngfave tolerance, under protest, to the lover\\nof the rod. A state appropriation for the\\nadvancement of fish culture would have\\nbeen treated as an insult to Providence.\\nIt may be a hint of the savagfe lingfering\\nin the child that moves him to become a\\nnomad upon the earliest occasion; his\\ncoura\u00c2\u00a7:e may lead him no farther than\\nthe front gate, but there is a feeling of\\ninexpressible bliss in his baby heart when\\nhe realizes the first adventure from the\\ndoorstep. It is freedom in its most beau-\\ntiful sense, and, taking to the dirt, he\\ncaresses the bountiful Mother to the top\\nof his bent. Have you not marked the\\ndelightful expression of glee upon his", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "discovery and sympathized with him in\\nhis joy Or have you given him a cry\\nof impatience, a slap and a start in the\\nwrongf direction?\\nThe inclination expands with his years\\nand one day he finds himself in the\\nwoods, in company with an awesome\\nfeeling:; the touch of fear flits quickly,\\nat, it may be, the bright plumage of a\\nbird or the new perfume of a wild flower*\\nBut the touch of awe has done its work,\\nthe seed of reverence is planted and grows\\ninto a love unmixed with baser mat-\\nter/^ And thence the love of outdoors\\ntreads hand-and-hand with him up the\\nincline of the decades, and on the summit\\nhe looks back over the path he has trav-\\nersed and sees only sunshine and flowers*\\nBut down the further slope! Ah, there\\nis no slope to encounter now There is\\nnothing eerie along the grand level, and\\nregrets do not tug at his heart strings,\\nbut a greater joy makes his footsteps\\nlight he comprehends that the last half", "height": "2843", "width": "1952", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "of the way is filled with a more beauti-\\nful promise than any pledge fulfilled.\\nPassion is now tempered by understand-\\ning:, a,nd the lover has discovered that his\\nmistress has no faults.\\nIn this mood, and with a whispered bless-\\ning: upon the gfenius who devised the pe-\\nculiar treatment of the leather, I draw on\\na pair of ligfht boots impervious to the\\nwater I shall encounter this morning:*\\nWaders of rubber do well when one is\\ng:oing: fishing:, but I purpose a brief\\nang:ling: tour up the Grand River only a\\nlittle way, yet verily in the heart of the\\nRocky Mountains. From my vantag:e\\npoint I can look up throug:h the rift in the\\nlava cliffs, a mile or more above, and\\ncatch a g:limpse of the g:reat Rang:e in\\nthe east, fifty miles away. There is a\\nblue haze upon the lower intervening:\\nhills, but the lofty peaks beyond court\\nthe sun s rays, with no shadow to blunt\\nthe sharp outlines of the summits, they\\nrest clear cut in silent mag:nificence", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "agfainst the delicate azure backgffound*\\nAn hour hence they will present a differ-\\nent picture^ but no less grand. And so,\\nfrom hour to hour, one may look and\\nnote a changfe from the hours that have\\ngone. At my left towers Mount Bross,\\nsixteen hundred feet from the river s bed,\\nbut that means quite ten thousand feet\\nabove the level of the sea. The old\\nmountain confines the view in this direc-\\ntion, but I may look along the base of it\\nuntil I encounter the left flank of the\\nlava cliffs; looking past the rift, and\\ntaking in the bit of the Range at a\\nglance, I find at my right a series of low\\nlying pine-covered hills, quite as lofty as\\nBross, and forming a crescent to complete\\nthe environment of the narrow valley.\\nAhead of me and on my side of the\\nriver and still at the foot of Bross, a\\ngroup of old cottonwoods adds variety to\\nthe immediate foreground, and the level\\nflat thence to the river is dense with wil-\\nlows. The old trail leads by the cotton-", "height": "2884", "width": "1962", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "woods along: the mountain s foot* From\\nmy elevation I have a view of the stream\\nas it finds its way through the lava cliffs\\nand sweeping down the center of the\\nvalley, is lost to sight in the canon below\\na deep canon, walled by lofty spires\\nand cliffs of granite two thousand feet\\nhigh, with pine covered summits*\\nBut my route today is in the opposite\\ndirection, and I go around the foot of\\nBross until I encounter a bit of meadow\\nland that forms a half circle* I may go\\nacross this meadow, notwithstanding the\\nfence that wards off intrusion, but I pre-\\nfer the longer road and go around* This\\nway increases my journey a mile at least,\\nthe mile is short, but an hour passes in\\nits accomplishment* Not that the trail\\nis rough, but because there is much to\\nconsider by the way* The larkspur, yet\\nbright under the August sun, offers itself\\nin varying shades of purple and red, the\\ndainty white petaled phlox a little lower\\ndown, where there are fewer rocks and", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "consequent moistufCt is bountifully in\\nevidence by way of contrast, now and\\nagfain a cluster of wild roses or a bunch\\nof crane^s bill, columbines, and hundreds\\nof others for which I know no name, but\\nwhich are none the less beautiful; a\\nmountain sparrow greets me with his\\npretty songf from his perch on a solitary\\npine, and I must, in deference, applaud by\\na gentle whisper of approval and a prayer\\nfor an encore, to which he cheerfully re-\\nsponds; a little further on I disturb a\\nmother grouse with a bevy of half -grown\\nchicks, and we watch each other, all cu-\\nrious and none of us afraid they are as\\nsafe as I in the hollow of the loving\\nHand. These and the like of these make\\nshort the hour and the way*\\nAnd now upon the bank of the stream I\\nhalt, and take a toy from its cloth case.\\nAs I put it together I think of him who\\nmade it, made it with simple tools and\\nhis hands, and with patient devotion un-\\ntarnished by any sordid influence. As I", "height": "2884", "width": "1962", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "mark the perfect taper and feel the per-\\nfect balance^ I must realize that a bit of\\nhis heart is in my hand as well^ and I\\nthank him with deference I may never\\nknow him better or see him^ but I know\\nthat he and I are in communion, I can\\nfeel his pulse throb in my closed palm\\nand fingfers, and believe he has been\\nwaitings with the assurance that attends\\nupon the hope of reward for honest\\nwork. And so I express my reverent\\nacknowledgement to him, two thousand\\nmiles away.\\nThe reel, the tapering line and the dainty\\ninstrument of death are in order. I think\\nof the patience and skill that entered into\\nthese, and wonder if the bit of barbed\\nsteel were not changfed into a lure by a\\nstranger to deception, one to whom cru-\\nelty was not even a dream, and whose\\ndeft fingfers felt at their tips her heart\\nbeats with a thougfht of single purpose,\\npartaking only of the beautiful. I do not\\nconsider whether she were fair or wrin-\\n37", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "klcdf but only of the touch of a woman s\\nhand, and know that it is tender, if I will.\\nThe great lava cliff towers above me a\\nthousand feet, five hundred of these are\\nmade up of loose rocks, sloping to a base\\nof ruggedness that rises sheer, with rifts\\nhere and there, to the summit. I look up\\nat the massiveness, and upon one of the\\npinnacles is perched an eagle. I have\\nheard rumors of a nest in his vicinity,\\nand he, perhaps, is standing boldly on\\nguard; I know him to be a robber and\\nrelentless from pure instinct a fit em-\\nblem, perhaps, for a nation two thousand\\nyears ago, but why now I am at a loss\\nto understand why he should have been\\nadopted a hundred years since. May be,\\nif he comprehends my thoughts, he\\nmight quote a scriptural admonition,\\nprefaced by the inquiry:\\nWhat are you about to do? Did you\\nnever hear of the beam and the mote\\nAnd my apology; Pure instinct and the\\nremnant of the savage lingering in me.", "height": "2884", "width": "1962", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "And his reply: You have not profited\\nby your schooling/\\nI must needs turn away with chastened\\nspirit, still blinded by the beam/ how-\\never, and commission my coachman to\\nan eddy at the head of a little clump of\\nwillows at the edge of the stream. A\\nvery faithful servitor in these waters is\\nthe coachman; he runs errands with\\ngreat success, as a rule, when they are\\nadapted to his mission. True to his train-\\ning and purpose, this untried servant\\nalighted quite cleverly, just where I\\nwished he would, and found a gentle-\\nman to whom he delivered my message.\\nI realized at first a courteous response to\\nmy invitation and the desire on the part\\nof my anticipated guest to cultivate my\\nacquaintance. He changed his mind\\nsuddenly, however, concluding, doubtless,\\nthat his home comforts were quite as\\ngood as any that I had to offer. I at\\nfirst respected his aristocratic lineage and\\nappreciated his doubt touching the com-", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "moner at my end of the line. But to\\nsome natures a snub from a lord is as\\nexasperating as a rebuke from a clown.\\nIndeed, it may prove more humiliating,\\nbecause the lord should never forget that\\nhe is, or should be, a gentleman. I began\\nto realize the slight offered me as I re-\\nflected, and the slight quickly resolved\\nitself into an insult, pure and simple.\\nThe beam still troubled me, and I\\nmade a second hasty apology to the bird\\noverhead, while I admonished my serv-\\nitor to present my compliments with\\nadded delicacy. It was time for the ex-\\nercise of diplomacy, and I proposed that\\nthe exalted person should understand\\nthat I was a greater adept at fraud than\\nhe. There are degrees of proficiency even\\nin angling. My servant understood and\\ndelivered himself the second time, I\\nthought, in a manner equal to the occa-\\nsion; then it appeared that his lordship\\nwas annoyed at my importunity, that\\nhe suddenly became irritated and dis-", "height": "2884", "width": "1962", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "courteously struck my emissary* I felt\\nthe blow as sensibly as my agfent, and\\nresponded in his behalf* My response\\nwas effective, the lately famed blow en-\\ntitled the solar plexus could have been\\nno more gratifying: to the party who\\ng:ave it a name than my accomplishment\\nwas to me* The knowledge of success,\\nhowever, made me more generous, and\\nrespect for the prowess of my adver-\\nsary took the place of my hurt vanity*\\nRespect was followed by regret, mixed\\nwith gratification, it is true, as the vic-\\ntim of my deception lay helpless on the\\ngrass at my feet* The regret was a\\nsolace to me for my cruelty, and I looked\\nup to withdraw my apologies to the bird\\noverhead, but he was not to be seen* He\\nanticipated, doubtless, that I would prof-\\nfer the same old story of self-exonera-\\ntion, plentifully embellished with hints of\\ntraits usually charged to the Divine order*\\nI turned and tendered my apologies to his\\nlordship instead, complimented him on", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "his beauty, not forgfetting to admire the\\nblack spots which indicated the purity of\\nhis strain, and to acknowledge that his\\nancestors, to remote gfenerations, were\\nnative and to the manor born/ My\\nplea, however, was addressed to irrespon-\\nsive cars, and, like many another season\\nof repentance, was too late. I made a\\nsoft bed for him of the freshest grass at\\ncommand and lifted him tenderly to the\\ntemporary vault, wondering the while\\nwhether I could secure his match^\\nAt the lower end of the clump of willows\\nwas another inviting place, and, conclud-\\ning that the turmoil had lessened the\\nchances of success in the recent battle\\nground, I offered my respects at the more\\nremote habitation. There was an imme-\\ndiate response to my challenge, and I\\nwas advised that the second of my late\\nadversary had taken up his principal s\\nquarreL I was in no wise disposed to\\ncontroversy with the entire household,\\nand when the second occupied the same", "height": "2884", "width": "1962", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "berth with his friend, I resorted to my\\nbrier root in the shade of the willows as\\nan inviting shelter for solace and for re-\\nflection upon man s dominion over the\\nfish/ I became convinced finally that\\nMoses and I were possessed of a common\\nweakness, and there was no comfort in\\nthe conclusion* He was doubtless a great\\nleader in his time. But in the demeanor\\nof the One who came after, there was no\\narrogance, and His sweet gentleness next\\nappealed to me. If the scant supply He\\nhad commanded was sufficient to feed a\\ngreat multitude, certainly my two pounds\\nof delicately-toned beauty should satisfy\\nmy needs.\\nMy morning was about spent, but it is not\\nfor me to say here whether it had been\\nwell disposed of* I had entered into no\\nquarrels save those here related. The sun\\nhung suspended near the zenith, with no\\ncloud visible in the blue vault to ^ivc a\\nhint of turmoil, the air was fragrant\\nwith the summer sweetness, the beautiful", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "fiver rippled past me, whispering gently\\nof its manifold mysteries, and the su-\\npreme silence over all had no suggestion\\nbut of peace, and so the beautiful Mother\\nand I held sweet communion. My sym-\\npathy went out to the village vagabond\\nof the olden time, and now to the man\\npossessed of the courage to persistently\\nset at defiance all village conventions,\\nuntil no one need apologize for going\\na-fishing\u00c2\u00ab", "height": "2884", "width": "1962", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "UC 12 1899", "height": "2884", "width": "1962", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2889", "width": "1867", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "LIBRARY OF CONGRESS\\nm^-\\nVVvvV", "height": "2925", "width": "2040", "jp2-path": "scraps00fran_0052.jp2"}}