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FOREST AND STREAM. 
[Dec. i, 1906. 
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sand that is sold for building purposes runs out 
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rising and running over the edges until the scow 
is full of sand. Then the barge is towed to the 
bank, a system of buckets upon an endless belt 
running up a long crane scoops the sand out, 
carries it up, and dumps it in a pile upon shore 
where wagons can get at it. 
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have been steadily sucking up sand from the river 
bottom. But the quantity never lessens. There 
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onward, and the current quickly fills up the de¬ 
pression made by the pump nozzle. 
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hard clay, beneath that is a blue shale, and next 
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CATCHING THE ELBEDRICHELLA. 
A favorite sport in this region is catching the 
“elbedrichella” on the neighboring hills, writes a 
Reading, Pa., correspondent. Recently a party 
of Germans invited a well-known member of the 
bar to participate in a hunt on Mount Penn. 
They left for the mountain at 9 o’clock, and after 
they reached the top the lawyer was stationed 
in the middle of a narrow path, with a large bag, 
and was told to hold the mouth of the bag wide 
open and low to the ground, to catch the “elbe¬ 
drichella” as they ran past. Pie was informed 
that the night birds invariably ran up that path, 
and that they’d surely get into the bag. This 
species of night bird, the lawyer was told, only 
left their nests at night. When he heard the 
marvelous stories told concerning this game he 
became exceedingly interested, and, to the sur¬ 
prise of all, he readily consented to go along on 
one of their night trips. 
It was bitter cold, especially on the mountain. 
The lawyer held the bag, and his companions 
descended down the mountain 100 yards, and then 
began “shooing” in loud voices to stir up the 
game. They also beat the bushes with clubs. 
One by one the party descended the hill and went 
to the nearest saloon, while those who re¬ 
mained back kept up the shouting. Meanwhile 
the lawyer kept holding down the bag, expecting 
every moment to hear the clatter of the coining 
“elbedrichella.” He became numb and soon 
shivered with cold, as he quietly stood still in a 
stooping position, while the merry jokers below 
laughed, shouted, and beat the bushes. 
At length all was still below, and the lawyer 
then believed the game would soon appear. He 
held his post for fully a half hour longer, when, 
fearing being frozen to death, he dropped the bag 
and made his way down to where he expected 
to find his friends. No one was there. He called, 
hut there was no answer. Weary and disheart¬ 
ened he reached the saloon, and to his great as¬ 
tonishment and anger he saw his “friends” hold¬ 
ing their sides in lauhgter, drinking and frolick¬ 
ing around the large warm stove in the barroom. 
The lawyer first warmed himself and then de¬ 
livered a bitter tirade against men who pretended 
to be his friends and yet were so unfeeling and 
heartless as to play such an inhuman joke upon 
him. They tried to explain that it was a German 
custom in the old country to play such a practi¬ 
cal joke once a winter upon uninformed persons, 
and that he should take it -good naturedly and 
take a drink, but the lawyer refused and vowed 
vengeance. The wonder is that the lawyer had 
never before heard of the trick. The “game” 
has been frequently played in this district, but 
the details were never published, in order to pro¬ 
cure fresh victims once every winter. That’s 
the reason the lawyer never heard of it.—New 
York Sun. 
Principal, to home-comin°r salesman—How did you 
come to sell that fellow Smith, who is on the verge of 
bankruptcy, so many things at such low prices? 
Traveling Man—Well, I said to myself, “Now, if he 
goes bankrupt, then we sha’n’t lose so much money.”— 
Wiener Salonwitzblatt. 
Miss Elsa—You are certainly polite, Baron. You pass 
me and never look at me. 
Baron—Ah, mademoiselle, if I had looked at you I 
never could have passed by. 
