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ONE FllIEND. Borrow, I have learned to love you, You, at least, are true. I have had a enance to prove you, I have li'ied with you. When by other friends forsaken, When the world crew drear. Yon were leal and wero uuahaken, You were ever near. , | She who blessed mG in life's morning Lovely, meek and mild; 'All my little world adorning, For mo when a child; Of her love has time bereft me, , Mold is on her face. Sorrow, you alone are left tee, You must take her place. She. that other being, nearer Still than all the rest, Li^ht of dawning manhood, dearer iiiiim ironiH nave expressed; Youth's first virgin love and only, She has vanished, too, Far away. My heart is lonely; Let it lean on you. When life's path was sunnier, brighter, Friends were round me then; Moths and flies (lit where 'tis lighter; So, sometimes, do men. !\Vlien adversity o'ertool: me, Friends seemed to forget; But you never once forsook me, You were faithful yet. Mother, loved one, friends have vanished, Clouds hang darkly o'er, All life's happiness seems banished, From me evermore; Sorrow, I am sad and lonely; Stay you by my side; Let me keep you as my only Teacher, friend and guide. ?J. A. Edgerton. $ THE MADJENGINEER. \ V ' By ARTHUR L HFSERVE. J "What is the matter with you, rk? Somehow you have looked and acted strangely to me to-day?" I aald this to the engineer of my tralu as we stood on the platform of the station at \V?, about ready to start. Mine was a Into train. We left W? at 0.30 p. m. for a run of three hours and a half to the junction at K? River. It was in November, and the days were so short that it was dark already. It would'he a black night, for the sky was overcast and there was no moon. My engineer stood on the platform n little ahead of his engine, so that *!,? e " - ' irum uic neaaugnt revealed him.plainly to mo without the aid of the lantern which I held in my hand. He stood motionless, looking away down tho track as though ho were gazing upon tho rails stretching outward like two bars of gleaming light, becoming less and less brilliant until they were swallowed up in the darkness beyond. That afternoon, whenever I chanced to see him, Kirk had appeared strange IS to me. He seemed excited, and there was a wild look about his eves such , us I had never noticed before. He did not look or act like a man who had been drinking, and I had no reason to think that he had, for to my knowledge he had never taken a glass of liquor in his life. As I spoke to him he turned quickly, and I savf again the look I have mentioned. It was only for a moment, and then it was gone, and he seemed himself again. "What do you mean?" ho said. "There is nothing the matter with me. Why 'do you ask?" "Because you have hardly seemed yourself to-day. You'don't look sick; still, there seems to be something the matter. Thern lins nr>?hin<r ?/ >.? > ...... ..V Vilify wrong with you, I hope?" "Nothing," he answered. "I never was in better spirits. It is almost time to go, is it not?" I took out my watch and glanced at the time. He did the same, and we compared our timepieces. It still lacked three minutes of the time of starting. There was hardly a second's difference in our watches. I turned and walked back to the other end of the platform. The passengers were pouring Into the cars, and I saw that I was to have a large train. Ah I watched them passing in, I was oppressed by a feeling such as I had never felt before. It seemed "that they were intrusting their lives to my keeping, and that if any accident happened I would bo guilty of their death. I shouted "All aboard!" gave the signal to start, and we wcro off into the gloom and the darkness of the night. .. o .tciu iw niiiKu uui inrco stops between our starting point and K? Hiver junction. The first one was twenty miles away, and therefore there was no necessity of haste in'going through the train. For several minutes I remained In the baggage ciir, and then commenced m^ work of examining the tickets of the passengers. I had gone through the smoking car, and was passing between that and the ilrst passenger coach, when it occurred to me that we were going at higher rate of speed than was necessary for us to reach the first stopping place on time. Still I did not know but that I might lie mistaken. Kirk had always been a careful driver, and took up all his time between stations, so that our pauses might be as short as possible. Tho thought regarding our speed was uppermost in my mind as I slowly made' my way through tho next V?. ,.?ar, which was a crowded one, and )* took mo some time (o get through. Ono woman had lost her ticket, nnd after looking everywhere except lr. the right i>lace, It was found at last in her satchel. Hofore this was accomplished tho certainty was forced upon me that wo were going at a terrible rate of speed. Tho car swayed <rom sldo to side with a motion peculiar to rapid traveling, and I knew that wo were shooting onward at the rate ?tf fully a mile a minute. Swiftly, then, the horrible suspicion flashed across my brain that all was not right with Kirk?that we were in the power of u madman. Surely it must be so. or l>e would uiiTiug mu wuy n~* wis. I wondered why it wad that t-ho firoman did not endeavor to stop him or to communicate in some way with me. He was a slight built youth, and if the engineer were mad he would stand but a slight ohanee with him. Perhaps he had endeavored to reason with htm, and Kirk had thrown him from the cab. I did not wish to alarm the passengers, so I phssed quietly back through the car; but I had no sooner shut the door behind me, than I grasped the cord overhead for the purpose of giving the sienal to stnn But no response was given. There was no signal for down brakes, and we went whirling on through the darkness at a rate such as we had never run before. Surely Kirk was mad, and all our lives hung by a thread. From the objects on the roadway I knew that we were close to our first stopping place. If all was not right there, a hundred souls wero doomed to instant destruction. Tl^ore was but one thing-for me to nnil Miof ? ....V v..ill V. cm IW umivj my way 10 the engine as soon as possible. I hurried into the baggage car and there found one of my brakcmen talking with the baggage master, with a face as white as a sheet. "Follow me," I snitl to the latter. "There's some trouble on (he engine. Hurry! stand by the brakes ready to put them on the moment you get the signal to do so." I threw open the door at the foremost end of the baggage car, and clambered up on the wood which was j heaped high upon the tender. Once iiickj i Bitw <1 msul sucn as 1 never hope to see again. The furnace door was open, and tlio great glow which sprang out revealed everything to nie as plainly as though it were broad daylight. Tho fireman lay on the floor of the cab apparently devoid of life. The engineer, with a face like that of a demon, was hurling the wood into tho glowing furnace. The throttle was out to its utmost extent, and tho engino rocked and sprang onward as though it was as mad as the insane men who nail 11 in cnargo. A1 oar lives were in peril. For a moment the sight paralyzed ns both. The baggage master had climbed on to the wood with me, and his face I knew was but a reflection of my own. "Come on!" T cried, breaking the spell at last. "We must secure him, or we are all dead men." Wo sprang forward toward tho madman. He saw us coming, and seemed to divine in r.n instant what our errand was. Grasping a huge bil ioi or wooa tie sent it whirling at ray head. By good fortune it went past me, leaving me untouched. The next moment, and before he could grasp another missile, I threw myself upon him, and we went down together. 13y good fortune I came uppermost, and then came a terrific struggle. The madman seemed possessed of the ' strength of a Samson. Had I been undernenth, he would have choked my life out of me in less than a iniuute's time. The baggage mastersprang over us, and the next instant came the signal for down brakes. Tl\e he reversed the engine, and our terrible speed was lessened. The madman was doing his best to throw us both from the cah, and in spite of all my strength It seemed that he would do it. The baggage master sn\V llml t llfM-n woo niilir r^r.n way to save my life. Grasping a. heavy 'piece of wood he watched his chance, and, when it .came, he dealt him a blow on the head, which ended hi.s struggles at once. Three minutes later we glided into the station, and not one of the passengers on the train know of the terjible danger which they had escaped. Tlu) madman was lifted from the cab and placed in the hands of the proper authorities; and to-day he is an inmate of a madhouse, with little hope that reason will ever dawn again.? ,^uw luru ?ueiuv, A Motor Eoat Necessity. lly LAWllKXfK TiA KUK. A whistle or loud "noiso maker" of some kind is one of the.most important attachments of a motor l>oat, for not only does it servo as a signal to warn other boats on which ??do you intend to pass them, hut on crnises.it is useful in announcing the approach of your craft to lock3, drawbridges, and the like, and will thus save much time In waiting for tho tender to arrive at the sceno of operations. Owing to the noise made by the motor in practically every power craft, a loud whistlo or siren should bo used for signaling In order that it may be heard over the much nearer sound o* the engine in the other boat. A contrary wind will also sreatlv reduce the carrying power of the whistle, and (ho waves and splash of water against the hull will form a disconcerting sound .which must ho overcome if the signal Is to he heard by the occupants of another boat even a short distance away. In buying a whlsle, then, remember that it will sound much louder in a closed room than in the open air when many otlior nearer sounds are doing their best to drown out its onco seemingly husky toot.?Outing. IN THE Fl t ft i -/> ' " % ? , am |f|i ' 'SB ALBERT S A FAMOUS AMEIi There must be something in sport- ; ing blood that produces the musical teinilftrntnont u'lmn <?i ented of young American musicians, Geraldiue Farrar and Albert Spalding, are both the children of famous baseball players. The distinguished soprano is tho daughter of Sid. C. > Farrar, long a member of the Philadelphia Nationals, and the greatest I of American violin virtuosos is the son of Al. G. Spalding, whose career and fame are too well known for repetition here. Mr. Spalding is a violinist of the most extraordinary technical powers. He has a beautiful sensuous tone, great warmth of conception, joined with a comprehensive mentality which enables him to put these qualities to the best use. Spalding has in his artistic makeup that which appeals to both layman and professional; his warm, singing, soulful tone will always I Making a Paper Aeroplane. A very Interesting and instructive top aeroplane can bo made as shown in the accompanying illustrations. A sheet of paper is iirst folded, Fig. 1, then the corners on one end are doubled over, Fig. 2. and the whole piece finished up and held together with a paper clip as in Fig. I5. The paper clip to bo used should be liko ^ \ F.ft I *' >? J A F*y Folding (ho Paper. the oiie shown in Fig. 4, writes J. II. Crawford, In Popular Mechanics. If unu ui incsc cups is hoc at hand, form , a piece of win- in the same shape, as , it will be needed for balancing purposes as well as for holding the paper together. Grasp the aeroplane between the thumb and forefinger at the place marked A In Fig. 3, 1;coping tlie paper as level as possible RACE SUICIDE Applicant For Position?"No, mu dren; up to now Vvo always worked 1; havo none."?IlluBtruted Bits. cy.-..- - - f r ' US' rBLIC EYE. ~ 'J iy*W4 . PALDINCi, I CAN VIOLINIST. please a miscellaneous audience, while his mastery of the violin, his sterling musicians'.!ip and his exquisite taste in all things pertaining to interpretation must win the admiration of connoisseurs. Spalding's technique is highly developed; it is lluent, it is relialde nnd clean cut. What makes Spalding s art particularly attractive are the above mentioned qualities of his round, noble, ringing tone, which recalls Wilhelnij's, and a temperament filled with youthful freshness. Albert Spalding was horn in Chicago in 1SSS, and began his studies at an early age with Professor Chiti in Florence, where he lived in the winter, studying in the summer in his own country with the Spanish master, Professor .1 nnltmi?n Wlw.n n-..o fourteen he took the first prize of the Bologna Conservatoire, and finished liis studies in l'aris with Lefort. and throwing it as you would a dart. The aeroplane will make an easy and graceful flight in a room whoro m air will strike it. Smallest Kstate Sett!? <!. Probably the smallest estate ever administered in New York has finally been settled after litigation covering several weeks, and tho public administrator has turned over to tho care of the City Chamberlain twonty-five cents to be neld subject to the claims of the heirs of William Portland, a negro ex-pugilist. To reach this settlement a land development company by which Portland was emnloverl seelfin*' t ri cr.t nnsi-m-fi/-.. , . . ? w. |iwonv:naiwu lit tlio shanty in which he lived, was compelled to petition (.lie surrogate to appoint an administrator to take charge of the dead man's effects. The administrator found a trunk, clothing and a brass ring, in which was set a large piece of cut glass. When offered for sale an Italian junk man, attracted y the ring, bought the entire estate for twenty-live cents.? Pittsburg Dispatch. A year's flshinir In liiic onnnt amounts, in value of product, to about $04,000,000. GOOD FORM. m, I don't know nothing about chilli the bout families, vvlicro they dou't V ^ J Forming a Boy's Taste. liy E. M. CHAPMAN. I Tho development of a boy's tastes may be largely Influenced by his read- ^ inp; and the quality of his reading will he to a considerable extent in r the hands of his parents. They will j find him craving certain things. If i the tilings he in themselves harmless t I thev should ho RII'inHnil in tion, l)iit with a constant effort to I j j make them the best of their kind and ] , to diversify them with other things j , for which lie may have less taste but t j more need. t For instance, a hoy's love of ad- i venture may lead him to demand i books of that sort as a steady diet, j He should be supplied with a mod- < erate amount of the best and most \ interesting adventure stories obtain- f able, and between the reading of ( these, other books should be sungested and perhaps required. Par- ( ents of average intelligence and re- 1 sotircefulness can easily cone with .1 < dime novel am! the cheap detective i story. These are to bo placed under i the ban. not because they are posi- j tively vile they usually are not? 1 but because they are ignorant, untrue , ; to life, and generally ridiculous. The < I average boy whoso father will take < l'.ains te road a great book of ad- i ' venture liko "Robihson Crusoe" with < his son will have little difficulty in \ 1 convincing him of the superiority of \ literature to trash. \ j In my own boyhood the highly 1 wrought but otherwise harmless j stories of Mavne Roid were much in i vogue. A wise niothor saw fif nnt I ' t i forbid them, but to limit their number pretty rigidly and to sandwich between them books like Washin'. >n living's "Astoria," "Life; of < Col mi bus," and "Conquest of Granada" all of them works of historical adventure. It was not long before tho hair-breadth escapes and artificial devices of Mayne Reid grew a little ridiculous in the eyes of bis I devotee; and when a playmate and i began to quote from him in the crises of our small affairs, "A raft, a raft! wo shall yet he tivod!" the work was i practically accomplished. A short time a^) a friend of mine was disturbed to find among hor boy's treasures a number of trashy paper-covered novels. Tbo boy said that they were the gift of a friend. He had tried to read them in expectation of a feast, but lie found them so absurd that he savo over the atI tempt. Ilis father had boon in the habit of reading with him almost, from babyhood, and the boy had unconsciously learned the difference between a sound and a sham story.? From the Delineator. Mind and Heart. The key to every man is his thought. Sturdy and defying though ' he look, he has a helm which ho ! nluve ia ?! ./ . 1,1. ?< ? I V, ?? nix.il 10 cue: iwim (UlCI W M It'll ! all his facts are classified. He can i only be reformed by showing him a ! new Idea which commands his own. i The life of man is a self-evolving j circle, which from a ring imperceptij bly small, rushes on all sides outward | to new and larger circles, and that without end. The extent to whlcU this generation of circles, wheel without wheel will go, depends on tl>o i force or truth of tho individual .sou!. For it is the inert effort of each thought, having formed itself into a circular wave of circumstance, as, ! for instance, an empire, rules of an : art, a local usage, a religious rite? i to heap itself on that ridge and to ; solidify and hem in the life. I5ut if the soul is quick and strong it bursts j over that boundary on all s'des and ! nvnnnrla nnnthAi* /wKI#- /\n <I.a (loop, which also runs up into .1 hi*h } wave, with attempt again to stop and 1 to bind. ]5nt t'.io heart refuses to ' bt> imprisoned; in its iirst aiul nnr- i lowest pulses it already tends out- ' ward with a vast force and to im? : iiionst, and innumerable expansions. ?Emerson. An Experienced Waiter. At the lirst meal 011 board tha ocean liner, Smythe w,as beginning to ! feel like casting his bread upon tho , j waters. His friends had told him | 1 mi. ii in: nv.'i .in in iLi-i in.ii way j ho should stuff himself. Ho tackled ' ' a cutlet first; hut it di In't taste right. He observed to the waiter: "Waiter, | 1 tliis cutlet isn't very Rood." The waiter looked at his whitening 1 1 I face, then said: j t "Yes, sir; but for the length of J 1 time you'll 'ave h'it h'it won't, mat- ' ' tor, sir."?Lippincott's. j t ; I Qualified. j : A prominent Western attorney ' ' tells of a hoy who once applied at his? | 1 ollice for work. "This boy was bright looking and , 1 ! 1 i.ntl.A? I.I... X I MVIKI iwun 11 J 111 " 'Now, my son,' I said, 'if you come to work for mo you will occasionally have to write telegrams and ! take down telephone messages, r I Hence a pretty high degree of school- C i ing is essential. Are you fairly well s ' educated?' "Tlie hoy smiled confidently. t " 'I be,' he said."-?Independent. f Her Complexion. c He?"I think your cousin has tho v i most beautiful natural complexion In: ' tho world." Sho (jealous) ? "How do you ' know? You've never seen it." ftos- 0 ! ton Transcript. h Maxim Corky has written a now n drama, which is about to bo puh- n llshed in a St. Petersburg nuiyaz!*.ie previous to a stage production. It is j, entitled "The Lowest of the Low," a and is a tragedy of graft. H '-n~- ? iVliy Not n Good Roads laboratory? The problem of maintaining good oads, always a most important 0110 n the United Stales, has recently )een rendered of critical urgency I)'* ho rapid development of the autonio)ile?the most destructive vehicle to 'oad surface that ever ran on our nodern highways. The iiuhlic resent nent or regret, as the case may be, igainst the destructive effects of auoniobile traffic should be tempered >v the recognition of the fact that it las been the most active instrument n awakening the public to the necesiity for abandoning the old slipshod nethods of road building, and constructing them according to the best jtmineering practice. If it were possible to rebuild all >ur roads of the most approved and lighost class of construction, and if he most suitable material were every vhere available, the problem would >e greatly simplified, but such uniform excellence is impossible, both because of the cost and of tlu> difficulty of finding the ideal materials ivithin economical hauling distance if the work. In a country of such wide extent and such varied geological formation as the United States, the question of the best kind of roads to build in any locality must be determined largely by the local conditions?the climate, particularly as regards the amount and distribution of the rainfall; the nature of (he underlying soil, its bearing quality, capacity for quick drainage, etc., and above all, the character of the materials available for road building, mint alt enter info the problem. The French engineers, with their characteristic thoroughness, have long recognized the importance and complexity of the good roads prob'em, nnrl unnrlv li'ilf n i .. . .1 1 ' CIJ-.W I IH.-JT commenced that careful investigat'on which i;; still being carried on by a force of trained exports. The analytical study of the subject, which was set on foot by M. Buffet, Engineer of Roads and Bridges, as far back a? 1SGS, has developed Into the present municipal laboratory; which has so greatly extended its field of work, that to-day it. is considered by many to he the finest in e>;i once. At tho date mentioned, apparatus was installed for testing the resistance of paving materials to wear by friction; which was followed by a machine for testing tho resistance to niirnsinn nf tho stone used in Macadamn roads. The laboratory also includes means for artificially producing those conditions and forces of a climatic character which lend to break up and destroy road surfaces. Now here, it seems to us, is a plan which might very well be followed in this country by the founding of a national good roads laboratory, say at Washington, which might co-operate with similar but smaller institutions provided for and continued !y tho various State legislatures. The cost of carrying on such institutions would represent but a moderate pcrcontago of the money that is annually thrown away on tho construction and socalled repair of highways by the pro? cut defective methods. ? Scientific American. Why France ? I'irh. Paris is the mecca of foreigners. They conic? from all parts of the world to enjoy life in the great metropolis; and the yearly income from tl is source alone approximates 000. Along with this Item the earnings of French capitalists on theii investments in the securities an 1 properties of other countries amount to fully $250,0<M?,000 yearly. On the other side of the account is an adverse halanco of trade, which rji Hhi7 amounted to $ 1 20,<)00,006; 1) (luct this outgo from her income of $s:. OOOJOOO, and it leaves Franc wi:Jj ? iou.uv'.'.uuu 10 Uie good. Instead of petting an income of $rtO),0O0.Oi>> from foreign tourist;:, tin* I' 11 i'? <I P: a?<;? pnyrt out at lea.-t :> 1o,0?? 0 for the expensed of American t.>uri.-'Is tihroad. Again, instead of drawing SUflo.OOO.OOO yearly from for i-n investments, 111 ico jntry pn>s out $300,000,000 to foivign invc :ors in our securities and propi rti s. A lltlrd factor is the army of a 1 i? i;- who [lock hero from all parts of tin- world to lioiud u]? money which they lake back to their own countries; this Irain costs us $300,000,000 more, \dd $100,000,000 more which w?< pay "or ocean freights in foreign vessels ind the yearly outgo is <6,0 i '.Ooo. Deduct our yearly income $ri00,? >00,001) for favorable trade b;tlai)c> , iiul it loaves a yearly defle.lt of >00,000.- Moody's Magazine. A Suggested liaise. Harry Thurston 1'eck, the brilliant Title, was talking, at the Century Mub it) New York, about the value of uggestion in literature. "Suggestion is often more efYecive," he said, "(ban out-and-out tatement. This is especially tnio re. ;arding a hero's excellence. A hern's xcellence, stated out. and out, may 'In him, you know, the reader's <!isIke. ''Suggestion is more artistic, And Ills is true no less in li.e than i;i Iitrat ure. "A business man said one day, after orrowing bis < nice boy's knife: " 'How is it, Tommy, that you, lone, of my whole largo office fore*, hvays have your knife with you?' " 'I guess,' the boy answered* 'it's ecause my wn?es are so low I can't fl'ord more than one pair of pgats.' " -Washington Star.