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My soul, though tired, is stronger than your own, Your couch is spread, and I would be alone, I'll press the grapes though I may win no wine, For one comes shadow, for another shine; Kiss me good night. j-lncl it is well, at least :0 I a n told, One wins a crown of laurels, one of gold, slnolhor thorns, and so the world moves on, We will wear roses when the day shall dawn; Kiss me good night. Love Story. BY AMY RANDOLPH. "I don't believe in love in a cottage," said Kate Mayo, looking defiantly round. "J, for one, mean to worry rich !" "Oh, Kate !" cried Helen Dewcy re proachfully. Miss Muyo shook the tiny golden ring let.', that hung like spirals of sumhine over her pretty forehead, while a mis chievous sparkle earnc into her blue eye?; .she rather scorn :d to enjoy the consterna tion she had created. "Well," said Kate May?, "I mean it. Who wauls to be a drudge, in an ill fitting calico dress and last year's slyle of bonnet, just because some idiotic yo tug man asks you to be his wife? My taste is for thrcad-laco'shawls and moire uu licpucs, and bonnets that look as it they had flouted across the sea on a Parisian ftophyr ! Moreover I have a fancy for brosvu etono.houacs und chocol&te-cdlorcd coupes, and a box at the opera, and a French maid. Oh, I tell you, girls, 1 mean to marry rich !" Kate Mayo spoke as if fate were tit her own command, as if she were crown ed queen of her-destiny. And she was, in so far ns wit and beauty and a certain royalty of self-possession may constitute the sceptre of one's own existence. Tall and gracefully formed us a Greek statue, her lo\clincss took you as it were by .storm. She was fair ns tho waxen leaf of a white rope, pure, straight feat arcs,checks just tinted with the faint delicate pink that conies nnd goes like a fleeting shadow, und a little ripe mouth that mado one tliink of the crimson sugar hearts little children delight in. And Kate had been pent up from tho old Mayo farm to .??oo what a winter in New York would do for her in the way of a life establish ment; anil Kate had sonic very decided ideas of her own upon the nll-impoi tanl subject. "My dear," said Aunt Dewcy solemnly, "all this sounds very mercenary !" "I can't help it, aunt," was Kale's re joinder. "I tint mercenary." "At your age, Kale?" "What difference docs ago make, I wonder.?,*'said the beauty, with a petulant shrug of her shoulders. I'm going in for diamonds and a tour in Europe. Senti ment, is very well in a novel, but in real life it don't work." And Aunt Dewcy's face of horror only made Kate Mayo laugh. Miss Mayo was decidedly a "success" in the brilliant circles of metropolitan society that winter. Jt was not entirely her faultless beauty, nor her quick readi ness of repartee, nor yet the. bewitching confidence with which she seemed lotaka tho world's fnuor for granted, but a mix ture and mingling of all three?a some thing which could hardly be expressed, save by tho word "fascination." But notwithstanding her triumphs, Kate Mayo had, as yet, mado no election in life. "My dear," said Aunt Dewcy solemn ly, "what was the reason you refused Harry Tel ham?" "The reason? Why, aunt, he's a cus tomhouse clerk, as poor as Job's cat." "Kate! what a very inelegant com parison!" ''As a church mouse, then, ma'am, ifj you like that better." c| "Mr. Ryer8on, then?" pursued MrsJ Dewey. "I've no idea of coming to the poor house before my time." "Mr. Ryerson is well off, I'm sure." "The positivo degree won't suit mc, aunt; I must have the superlative!" "Kate, you will die an old maid yet 1" "Better an old.maid, aunt, than a care -l. ?i ,i ...:c? ?? Aunt D?wey shook, her head. "Kate! Kate! there is such a thing as going through the woods and picking up' a crooked stick. "What do you value, yourself at.'prny?'' "A hundred thousand dollars at least, aunt, nnd from that up to half a million lj laughed Kate, as she put the last rose into the vase of flowers she was arrang irrgi "Where will you get such a price as that?" "Not in society just now, to be sure, aunt, but its representative Avill be here yet." "Whom do you mean ?" "1 mean Mr. Emmett." Aunt Dcwey .sat down with uplifted hand and eyes. "What! the millionaire of St. Augus tine's Place ?" "Yes, aunt." "But he id in Europe." "N'importe?he is coming home soon." "You have never seen him ?" "I dare say I shall sec him." "Kate, you arc crazy 1" "No, I'm not, aunt; you yourself will own it when you see me Mrs. Emmett!" The audacity of the girl fairly bewil dered her sage relative; it was as if a lit tle French grisetto had aspired to share the august throne of the Napoleons ! "Well, I never did!" gasped Mrs. Dcwey. "But that's no sign you nevar will, aunt," said Kate. Evidently the mis chievous elf enjoyod the old lady's sore perplexity. "But, Kate," suggested little Helen, who had sat by demurely listening, "sup pose you fall iu love with somebody else?" "Me fall in love!" said Kate, with a merry, mocking laugh. "Rest assured, Helen, I shall never commit any such ab surd piecoof folly as that? Haven't I told you forty thousand times that I intend only to many for money ? It may sound a little conceited, but I do consider my self a jewel, and I want a choice setting ?a bird that will sing only iu a gilded cage! Helen, you shnll be my bride's maid when I marry Lawrence Emmett!" Things were at this interesting junc ture when, one delicious moonlight even ing, Miss Mayo went up to the Central Park to skate, and came back under convoy of a tall handsome young man who had been introduced to her there. "Did you say his name was St. .lohn ?" asked curious Helen, when the a rIi r snrvente had gone. "Oh, Kate, how hand sonic bo is!" Nothing of the kind," said Kate tartly, "only rather pleasant looking." "But who is he, Kate V" "Oh, I don't know; a clerk in some bank, I believe." "Poor fellow!" said Felon reflectively. "What do you say that for?" asked Kate, suddenly turning round upon her cousin. "Because, Kale, if ho *s poor and ob scure, and has como within the magic j circle of your fascinations?" j "Nonsense 1" said Kate almost angrily. "Do you suppose every man I look at must of necessity fall in love with mc? I think you are it goose, Helen Dewey." Little. Helen looked amazed ; this was rather an unexpected mood on Kate's part. As the bright winter days went, by, Kate changed more and more. Some times she was strangely soft and lovable ; sometimes capricious, and given to sud den gust.s of tears, like April showers, succeeded by brief sunshine. "Kate," said Mrs. Dewey, coming one evening into the room where Kate sat, gazing out into the twilight, "have you thought about your dress to-morrow evening?" "To-morrow evening!" Yes; at Mrs. Allaire's. Don't you SSmember ? Mr. Emmet is to be there? ' u'ur rich husband." Aunt Dcwoy spoko almost jocosely ? Ignhad come to look upon Kate's "castle IEspagnc" as an actual reality. pTes," "I remember." 'Ho saw you at tho opera last night, l nsked who you were ?" Il^hodid?" jMr. Emmett." Kate looked up with a momentary in ^"Did bo ? Then perhaps I wear blue with the Roman pearls and blue ?lets in my hair." . . Kate looked lovely as Venus of old ?i-.hat same blue dress with the Roman MPrls, and Mr. Emmctl, a stout, short t&n, with a very ruddy face and glassy ||sie eyes, evidently appreciated it all. ra&Oh, Kate !" cried Helen gleefully, ns itA'y were rolling homeward in their car r^gc, "all the girls arc envying you. Mr, Emmctt is certainly in love with file's a clumsy old clown, old enough tljbe my grandfather!" said the ungratc *{'Rut be 's so rich," pleaded Helen. ?$*Ycs," said Kate, "he is rich." 'vjAnd that was all that was said. ?aSlvate," said Mrs. Dewcy one morn irk-, coming in with a sort of triumphal ul*. "I've got a grand piece of news for And I'vo got one for you, Aunt;.-," ;. Kate, looking up with eyes that w~e unwnntedly tear-wet. :,^Ir. Emmett has called to see. me. Hi'requests the privilege of paying bis adViesses formally to you." VTell him he can't have any such pri vi^ge." Kate !" il'm in earnest, aunt. Lawrence St, .7?jjj|lms. asked me to be his wife, and I h'avo~8altP?Yes!;' "Lawrence ?St. John?a clerk in a m bank, at a salary of fifteen hundred a year f "We can live on fifteen hundred a year, aunt, and Lawrence is the dearest fellow that ever breathed. As for being a clerk in the bank, I don't care if he was a street sleeper!" "Rut, Kate, I thought you were so bent on marrying rich." "Oh, aunt, don't remind me of that! I have been a silly goose, but I have learned my own folly." "And do you mean to say you will re ject Mr. Emmett, a man .worth a million of dollars at the very least, in favor of this young St. John?" "Yes, aunt. 1 love Mr. St. John." And in tho last words, spoken v?rj quietly, Aunt Dcwoy learue.il the folly of further remonstrance. Miss Mayo, with an inconsistency which is not un usual in girls of eighteen, had decided to set all her previous declarations totally at defiance. Sim had laughed at I^ovc all her days. Love was having his re venge at last. Rut Mr. Emmctt was not be put off thus. He insisted on a personal inter view, not satislied unless be learned his fate from Miss Mayo's own rose-bud lips. "So you won't have me?" he said brusquely. "I'm very much obliged to you, sir,' said Kate, falteringly, "but?I would rather not." "Like another fallow better, eh?" "Yes, sir.' "St. John, oh? penniless chap, with nothing on earth but a hundsome fncol" "You are wrong, sir," said Kate, firing up. "Ho has a noble naturo and a loyal soul." "All humbug!'' quietly commented Mr. Emmett. "However, do as you like, "I've nothing to say. Only I thought you wanted to marry rich I" Kalo colored scarlet?the old folly coming back to taunt her. "We shall bo rich sir," sho said softly ?"rich in our own love and mutual con fidence." "I suppose, now," said the ruddy-faced old gentlemnn, "you would not believe me if I told you you were going to be Mrs. Lawrence Emmett after all." "No, sir; I should not, most certainly." "It's the solemn truth, notwi hstnnd ing. Lawrence Emmett will be your hus band. Kate looked at Mr. Emmett?was he going crazy? "He is telling you the truth, Kate," said a gentle voice behind her, nnd she turned to feel her bund in the clasp of| Mr. St. John. "When you are my wL'e, you will be the wife of Lawrence St. John Emmett.'' "And my daughter-in-law," chuckled the old gentleman gleefully. "Kate, Kate, we've been too much for you, you little fortune-hunter. You've promised to marry a bai k clerk, just because you fell in love with him, and you'll marry Mr. Emmett the millionaire, after all!" Yes, Kate Mayo had been outgeneral ed. The stratagem by which Lawrence Emmett had won her disinterested love had succeeded, and the little wayward, capricious bird had folded its wings with in the gilded cage, in spite of fate ! Kate kept her word, and Helen De wey was bride's maid to Mrs. Lawrence Emmett after all. The Hard Lesson. Why, my dear brother, what arc these books all doing ou the floor V" asked Alico Vcruon. "Doing w hat I want them to do," was the sullen reply. "If I could, I'd fling them to the world's end." "Why, what is the matter, Walter?" "Matter enough! Here, Will is ex cused long ago, and I've got to sit here all day?yes, and all night too, I suppose; and I doht care if I do, cither, they're such bard lessons." "Come, come, Walter; affairs cannot be as bad as you think. Perhaps I can as sist you. Which lesson shall we take | first ?" I "There's plenty to choose from, I'm ^tir^ihiit T JMiliovp niy f rn.nWlw|tJpnr is tHfl j worst. I flung that ovcrfin my port folio, in hopes that I'd never find it again." 'Well, pick up your books and papers, brother, and we'll sec what can be done. Come!" "Ob, it's of no use," groaned Walter; "T can't got them; at any rate, Will is off riding before this time. Father said wc should be ready to go at three o'clock, and it is after four now." "But you will never succeed with your studies, brother, if you give up so easily." "Oh, yes, Alice, it is very easy to talk, when you haven't a cross teacher to scold you every day; but I know-" "Well, I lenow, too," said his sister smiling. "Come, got your pencil; now commence." "I feel like saying I won't; but I can't to you, Alice." And despite his stub born feelings he was soon busily at work. One difficulty after another was sur mounted, till, at last, but one lesson re mained to be learned. ' Shall I explain this now, brother?" ' No, thank you, Alice; the slate and perse veiancc will give me all the. help I need; sol slitill get on first rate with that." "Very well, then, I will leave you I now." "1 have got them every one, sister Alice," said Walter, that evening, sis he came in from his sports. "1 knew you could, if you only tried.' "1 couldn't, though, if you had not helped mc. 1 did not get my ride, but I've had some grand sport with Frank Glai k, for all that." "And did you have a very happy time?'] asked Ids sister in a serious tone. * Why, yes- -middling. But o toll tho truth, 1 could not help thinking how sul len I was when you wanted to help me." "Well, brother, think over that seri ously to-night when you go 10 your own room. If you do, it may spare you many an hour of deeper sorrow. And remem ber, 'ho that is slow to anger is better than tho mighty; and he that rulcth his spirit than he that takcth a city.' " Eyes and no Eyes. You have all read tho story in the school readers, of tho two boys who went I over the same route, one with his eyes open, the other with them shut It i? old, but worth repeating, and worth re membering every day. 80 many things slip by us, so many things worth know go on right under our eyes without being noticed. I knew a man, I think I may have told you of him before, a busy man, who had very little time for reading or study, bat ^vhose mind was a perfect storehouse of information. on almost overy subject. ??' "How does it happen that you know so much more than the rest of us ?" I asked him one day. "Oh," said he, "I never had time to??*1 lay in a regular stock of learning, so I save all the bits that come in my way, and they count up a good I deal in the course of the year." "That boy," said a gentleman, "always seems to be on the lookout for something to see." ...., fcjjj <$w.j ?ft'? So he was; and while waiting in a news* paper office for a package, he lcarncd.by using his eyes, how a mailing m%cbiqe.TO was operated. While he waited at the florist's he saw the man. setting a great box of cuttings, ami learned, by the use of his c}-cs, what he never would havo guessed, that slips* routed best in. nearly pure sand. ; *'?i5> <a ?i fc? dit*' "This is lapis lazuli," said the jeweler to his customers, "and this is chrosoprase." And the w idc-nwake errand boy turned around from tho door to take ,y sharp look,so that in future he knew just how those two precious stones I coked. Is one day, he learned of the barber what be came of the hair clippings; of the car penter, how to drive a nail so as not to split the wood; of tho shoemaker, how the different surfaces of fancy leather arc made; of the locust, that his mouth wj s of no use to him in singing, and many other bits and fragments of knowledge, but all of them worth saving, to help in crease his stock in trade.?Little-Cor"-' iPPffltiwm mm 111 . ij ^rj^-,na|g|l^^iM,l,-i,^i-,i i, , DnATn andBukial of a Mucn Tra veled Doo.?On Saturday, Napoleon, John Wilson's old circus dog, died in this city, at the advanced age of twenty-three. Dogs die daily that deserve no particular mention, but Napoleon r.terits as fair a share of honorable reference as any dog that ever lived or died in this city. Quo j fact alone will prove it. He accomplished in his lifetime more than thousands of men do in theirs; he saved three persons from drowning at the risk of, losing his own life. Napoloon knew all about the circus, and was never better pleased than, when witnesssng or participating in the sports of the sawdust arena. When he reached the yearn of doghnod he became" subject to fits, resulting from precipita tion of blood to his overwrougfcr braiii. Hc became his own physician, and in stead of resorting, as men similarly afflict ed sometimes do, to stimulating drinks, which aggravate their malady, h~o tried' water. Whenever he felt un attaek conn ing on, Napoleon would start for a bucketf ul* water or a trough, pbingc bis head into* the water and bold it there ad long as ho could hold his breath. Thisgeneially had? the cirect which he desired. As age ad vanced he becanio denf flfw blind, and* bis limbs were, stiff* and alm<*it> ttsiless. Tho last attack killed him. Napoleon wan a "traveled" ?log. He came to* thiscUyv from New Orleans when but a youth, and soon engaged with Wilson' Circus. With that he visited nearly every county and! town in the State and on the coast. Ho also visited Australia and China, and be came a favorite of men wherever he wont> for he was honest and true. Yesterday, Napoleon was buried on a hill at tl.v corner of Maxwell and Sacramento stroettv in the presence of a very large company of men who hnd known and rcspcete-ri him. A gentleman read a sketch of hi* life, and when they all went away, fwsb. (lowers and wreaths lay on old Napoleon'?, grave.?San 1< raafinco, Cal, Bullo*v?r April 80th. A lady writer says if women were :\i pnrticutar in choosing a virtuous buskin 1 as men are in selecting a virtmnts wife,a moral reformation would soon begin,, which would bo poinetbiny mofo than* froth and foam.