at time, but it was so dusty on
the boat that you couldn't see the hind end of it when you was standing on
the front end. It was a little the worst I ever see. My mouth got so much
grit and dust in it that I could strike a match on the roof of it any
time.

"One day the boat got stuck in fifteen feet of Missouri River water. It
was so dry and dusty that the wheel couldn't turn. What did we do? Well,
sir, we went out and hired a farmer to haul fresh well water for fifteen
miles to mix with the river water until it was thin enough to run the boat
through."--_Kansas City Journal._

TO "FOOL" HIS COWS.

Frank Leidgen, who lives northeast of town, came in one day this week in
search of green eye-glasses for his cattle. Of course our men who deal in
glasses were forced to give it up as a hard proposition. When asked why he
wanted his cattle to wear them, Leidgen replied:

"When in the pasture the green glasses will make the grass look green and
the cattle will think it is spring and the pasture green."

It is true that it had not rained in this part of Oklahoma for some time,
and the grass is very dry. We have patents on everything we can think of
but patent eye-glasses for cows.

Can't some one accommodate the gentleman?--_Frederick (Oklahoma) Free
Press._

SQUIRREL BECAME WOOD.

The following story is given us by a gentleman whose veracity we would not
doubt:

About six years ago in the fall a hunter shot a squirrel, which lodged
between two small twigs, the size of a lead pencil. This being near the
man's house, he watched the squirrel each week.

The first spring the twigs grew, and the squirrel remained in the position
it lodged.

The second year the twigs, which had grown to be the size of a man's
fingers, died; so did the limb die.

The third year no change, but during the fourth year the tail of the
squirrel dropped off, and the man noticed no change the fifth, but the
sixth year he secured the limb and squirrel and found, to his surprise,
that the squirrel had become a white oak bump.

Under the microscope could be seen the hairs in the wood. The places for
the eyes and ears were perfect, and where the chin and forelegs had
touched the twig it grew to them. The legs were intact, but the feet had
disappeared. The body of the squirrel had grown to be about four inches in
diameter.

What puzzled the gentleman who gave us this is, through what process could
the dead animal become wood? As proof of