Making Amends

"On mv overia.ua trip to San Francisco I was trcated to the exhibition of a rough ranchman put very much on his {jood behavior," writes a New York lady visiting California. ' 'We had got out at one of the stations in Novada for dinuer. I have forgotten the narne of the place, if ever I noted it, but if it wasn't Poverty Flat it was misnamed. Not feeling hungry I leaned back in my chair, idly looking at the sandhills through the open window opposite, unmindful of the knives and plates around me. A rough voice at my very ear startled me from my drearu. " 'Here, why the heil don't you pass me the butter?' "It came from the nearer one of two stalwart, sunburned men, who seemed to be ranchmen or miners. They sat beside me ia dusty, hightop boots and rough peajaeket3, with their broad brimmed hats on, and were eating as if they had long arrears to make up in the way of squarg meals. "Imagine my astonishment at such a summons, which I have n;i doubt waa addressed to me. But I was too much intimidated to be indignant, but hastüy handed him not only the butter, but evervthing within my reach. At this he lookeü around at me for the first time, and his look of amazement showed that he was worse taken back than I had been. He did not thank me, but took his nat off and put it under hia chair, and nndging his companion, said in an aweatrickeu stage whisper: " a say, Jim, take your nat on; she's a lady.' "Then, evidcntly wishing to make further amends for his discourtesy, he again turned to me: "Say, marta, hev yer ever seca a live wild cat? "Cause et yer ain't, I've got one outside here I catched myself, an' PU take ye out after we get throuffh eatin' au' show it ter ye. ' "I thanked him, and said I would be vory glad to see it, as I had ucver seen one. After dinner, having still ten minutes to spare, we went to see the wild cat. It was in a rough wooden box with wooden bars, crouchingf as far v$?k as it eould get, with its eycïfeïeaming like coals oí fire. Ví When one of the biïn offered it a piece of meat on the end of a stick, it made a sprlnjj that seemed as if it would break through the bars; but the stick had a sharp point that made it beat a hasty retreat, though not befoie it had securcd the meat, over which it snarled viciously. lts owner told me he had brought it to the station to send to a friend who kept a 'club house.' whatever that is, in Carson City. I asked him to teil us how he caught Lt, but before he could answer tho conductor called out, 'AH aboard. ' As the traiü got under way I lo-iked uao'f s.nd S3w my twc írieads "ying across the couniry on their mustangs." I suffered from acute inflammation in my nose and head - for a week at a time T could not see. I used Ely's Cream Balm and in a few days I was cured. It is wonderful how quick it helped me. - Mrs. Georgië S. Judson, Hartford, Conn.