Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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mm I THE HOSPWAL GATE. 7e sit here listlessly and watch the sun Creeping along the boards beneath oui feet. re are the convalescents?thev have done All that they may for us. There, from the street, eople gaze upward at our balcony. Ialers against the raihng3 lounge and wait yill some grim sight reward expectancy. .Oh, that we, too, were there beyond the ? gate! 8arred like a fortress. (If one could shut ? out ; Suffering, as from the world one shuts it in Behind closed doors!) Here we are walled about And set apart for pain. Our nearest kin Etave of us, piteous, only sight and sound Twice in a week's time ad the rules dictate. iome of us die before the day comes round, j Death's rules are rigid, too, behind the gate! Easy to enter. Hear the clanging gong! The fourfold beat of flying hoofs?and see IThe gates swing open. Room there in the throng! Make way for human life in jeopardy! Easy the entrance. "Step together, men!" Slow the return, yet do we all pass through? Bome by this gateway to old homes again, Rnmi> hv a narrower cateway to the new. J ?Caroline Duer, in Collier's Weekly. |j A White Carnation. 1 jjffi Bj Mill Kitty Cox. ,"f * "T" "T E was only a newsboy, and a dirty and ragged one at that. I I but under his torn jacket (^~ there glowed a spark of fchlvalry. } One night, when Miss Alice Rea, as ihe was hurrying for her train, Iropped a bundle of papers from her puff he sprang at once to her assistance. With a quick "I'll pick 'em up, pics," he gathered them together, L?./tiiot onH VionHoH them pruaueu uu iuc uuoi. auv? uwmww* to her with a queer little grab at his ttllapldated cap. ('"Thank you, little fellow," she said. fCWon't you have one of my flowers?" &nd selecting one from a large bunch pf white carnations'which she carried |he put It Into his hand and then passed jfraickly on. irBobby gazed at the flower with a |ook of amazement, which soon Changed Into a broad smile of delight. F-I'll take It home to Maggie," he said, tdaggle was his sister, who shared ;wlth him the two tiny rooms in a jtvretched tenement which Bobby palled home. So he buttoned It under pis jacket and took It to Maggie. ;1 The nest night Bobby was on the fookout, and his vigilance was not in Utaln, for when Miss Rea passed him fche smiled pleasantly. A young man In a brown ulster was with her, and he, too, gave Bobby a careless little Hod. i Bobby's eyes were bright as he went homeward, and Maggie met him at the floor with a face as happy as his own. *'Oh, Bobby," she cried eagerly, "I Showed Mrs. O'Brien my flower this pfternoon, and she said if I kept it in Eater maybe it would grow roots, bemuse it's got such a long stem and so fciany leaves to it." - c. nlf/v** n fonr rl n TTQ of f', cure 1'UUU$U, Qiici a. ?.*.?? uiv ^ careful -watching and tending, tiny White roots appeared. Then Maggie filled an old can -with earth, and the little plant was gently placed in it. [ It grew and flourished, and with it $he friendship between Bobby, the flower lady?as he called her?and the jfaung man in the brown ulster increased. Every morning Bobby was patching for them, and every evening ne stood where they would pass him Sn heir way to the train. There was always some pleasant greeting ready, Which brightened Bobby's day and bent him home at night with a cheerful heart. I But one chilly February morning, as Bobby stood in his accustomed place ' he saw the young man come across the Street alone. There was a troubled look on his face, and he passed Bobby Without even a glance. A vague fear rose in the boy's heart, had nothing was able to dispel it. His bther customers missed the cheery salnt?tion with which he usually greeted jlhem, and more than one looked curiously at the childish face, with its preoccupied expression. On the third day Bobby could endure It no longer. As the young man crossed the street some one stepped directly Into the path. He looked down impatiently, but his face changed as he recognized the boy. "What Is it?" he asked quickly, but not unkindly. "The lady, sir?" Bobby said, faintly. ' Isn't she coming any more?" "I hope so," said the young man gravely, "but not just now. She is | Blck, you see, and the doctors .say it ;wttl be a long time at least oerore sue can come again." Bobby turned away. The dread in his heart had been put into words, and the direct knowledge, although he had longed for It, was almost more than he could bear. At last, just a week from the morning when he had first heard the sad news, as-Bobby stood at his post ho 88w the young man coming across the street, with a face so white and set and stamped with terrible sorrow that for a moment Bobby's heart stood still. Then, as the young man came close .to him, he stepped forward involuntarily and laid his hand on the brown sleeve. The boy spoke no word, but the other read the question in the eager, anxious eyes and said in a low, choked voice "She died this morning. I am going back in an hour." Bobby's hand dropped from tht young man's arm. For a moment b( stood still, dazed by the words lie bac just heard. Then, regardless of his unsold papers, he turned and wenl slowly back to the old tenement hf bad left but half an hour before. , Maggie started with surprise as be fcame in, but one glance at his grief Btrlcken face told her the whole story. "The lady, Bobby?" she gasped, "Is Bhe " "She's dead," said Bobby, dropping Into the nearest chair and laying his bead on the old table, "the young mar jtold me. I'll never see her again, anc I can't do anything for her!" And th< little figure was shaken by heavy sobs Maggie stood silently beside bim foi . .. v-. . i T . > . some moments. Then suddenly turning, she went into the second of the , two little rooms. When she returned she carried the old pan In which thpv had nlanted the carnation. It now held a sturdy plant, and bearing Itself proudly aloft on its slender stem was a beautiful blossom. "See. Bobby," she said, "laying her hand on the bowed stem. "I've been keeping It for a surprise for you, but you shall have It for the lady. Perhaps the young man can take it to her." Bobby looked up. Motionless he looked at the flower, then sprang quickly to his feet "He said he'd go back in an hour. I shall just have time!" he exclaimed. Carefully and tenderly the carnation was cut from its stalk and wrapped in whle paper. Then, only stopping to kiss Maggie In a way that told the gratitude he could not speak, Bobby bounded<2own the stairs and raced away toward the station. He was only just In time, for as he sped around the last corner he saw the brown coated figure crossing the street Breathlessly he rushed after him and accosted him at the gates. "It's for her, sir," he gasped, holding out the precious white parcel. "It grew from the one she gave me that day. It's all I could get, but I'd like It to go to her." The young man took the flower silently. For the first time that day tears filled his eyes, and he stood fighting back the emotion that threatened to overpower him. Then, looking down into the wistful, childish face upturned to his, he said gently, "It shall be put Into her hand." And Bobby was satisfied.?Buffalo Times. MOTHER SHIPTON DIDN'T SAY SO. Information For a Correspondent WHO Asks About Her Prophecy. A correspondent writes to the New York Sun to ask for information concerning the so-called prophecy of Mother Shlpton. What Is commonly spoken of as Mother Shlpton's prophecy Is a piece of rhyme which was first printed about 1861. It is as follows: Carriages without horses shall go, And accidents fill the world with wo?. Around the earth thoughts shall fly In the twinkling of an eye. The world upside down shall be. And gold be found at the root 01 a tree. Through hills man shall ride, And no horse be at his side. Under water men shall walk, Shall ride, shall sleep, shall talk. In the air men shall be seen, In black, in white, in preen. Iron in the water shall-float, 'l As easy as a wooden boat. Gold shall be found and shown In a land that's not now known. Fire and water shall wonders do. England shall at last admit a foe. The world to an end shall come In eighteen hundred and eighty-one. This rhvme was published in an al leged reprint of a chap book version and was Included with about ten others, according to Notes and Queries, in a boob issued by Charles Hlndley, of Brighton, England. For a number of years It was supposed by many that It was what it purported to be, namely, a prophecy uttered by Mother Shipton in the first half of the sixteenth century. Several persons, however, cast doubts on Its authenticity, and in April, 1873, Hindley wrote to Notes and Queries and, to use the words of that periodical, "made a clean breast of having fabricated the prophecy.'* There is some doubt as to whether there ever was a Mother Shipton. The Century Encyclopaedia says she was born near Knaresborough In Yorkshire, in July, 14SS, and died about 1559. It also says in regard to her that she was "a half mythical English prophetess, baptized Ursula Southlel," who married Tony Shipton, a builder. Other authorities says she was probatttKa1Vt? mffkl/ial VopIahq nthor UIJ 1TUU1AJ UiJ tuiv^uii ? cmavwv prophecies of less Interest than the one quoted are attributed to her. Rat* Can Swim. "Swim?" said the old fisherman, In answer to a question about rats. "Well, I should say they could swim; and dive, too, like good fellows. Wharf rats swim from wharf to wharf, and I have seen them dive in four or five feet of water. "I have in mind a wharf that was built upon cribs, to which fishing boats used to make fast to land their fish. Sometimes boats would throw over here small, waste fish, that were of no use, fish weighing maybe three or four ounces apiece. There were rats living in the cribwork of this wharf, and when there were any of these waste fish around they would come out to pet them. You would see a rat poke his head out from between two logs of a crib and look down In the water. If he saw a fish there he would make u uive ror it, siraigot to tue Dottom, and set his teeth in it and rise with it to the top of the water, then scramble back with it into the cribwork again to eat it. "Can rats swim? Well, I should say they could.?Los Angeles Times. Hla Eztcnalve Programme. "My idea," said the ambitious young author, "is to write a historical novel." "Yes?" "And, of course, a magazine article showing how I came to write the historical novel." "Yes?" "Then to dramatize the historical novel." "Yes." "Then to write a magazine article showing how I came to dramatize the historical novel." "Yes." ' "Then to dramatize tha magazine ar' tide." ; ?Ab!? "And to write a magazine article ! showing how I came to dramatize the ; other magazine article." 1 "Good!" inen to dramatize tbe second mnga zine article." "Excellent! Excellent!" "And then to write " "Oh! I understand the schcmc! Fine programme?if the public will s.nnJ for it!"?Puck. Proud of HIb Blooms. King Leopold of Belgium Is perhaps j the most skilful of royal gardeners, l and Is said to be prouder of the lovely 1 gardens and greenhouses of Laeken, j which are the products of his skill and . care, than of any other of his many r possessions. . * - ? 1. ' 'Ty"* f. ?'V" i i'-- t - COSTLY TARGET | >n of a War Ship That jj y mil a Fortune to Be S ? Used as a Mark. 8 Our naval experts are making readj to test a new gun and a new explosiv< In very elaborate fashion. No old wai ship being available, the Brooklyr Naval Yard has received orders tc make a dummy vessel, at a cost ol $50,000 or $75,000, the side of whicfc is to be an actual duplicate of an actu al man-of-war. This costly target, says the Nev? 'fork Journal, will be used to test one of the new twelve-inch rifles such as are now being Installed on our latest battleships. Upon this floating target will also be trained the new Gathman torpedo crun. One shot from this frightfully destructive weapon may blow the dummy war ship Into splinters. Naval officers are now discussing the question of what avail It would be if the armor were of the finest quality if a shot striking It should drive it bodily Into the side of the ship or so strike and Injure it as to permit large quantities of water to enter. It is thus evident that the quality of the armor Is only one element of the resisting power of the ship's side. k ' L *l$EV!EVr ' ' ML , Armor must be held and supported by suitable framing like that forming the ship's hull and of sufficient strength so that It shall at least resist any serious Injury until the armor is actually pierced through and through, and In the latter case the damage to the framing should be local only. The special point that it is hoped to settle in the coming test with the big target is to note how a shot from the torpedo gun will affect the ship's side about the water line. For a considerable portion of her length a ship's side is protected by a belt of armor extending from three feet above to four and one-half feet below the water line. The upper portion of this armor Is fourteen Inches thick down to a point one foot below the water line, below which it decreases to seven inches at the bottom. The armor Is bolted to an elaborate system of framing forming the portion of the hull. It is the efficiency of this framing that is to form the object of the coming test. For this purpose the target Is now being designed by Captain Capps. It will represent part of the side of the battleship Iowa. All this structure and wall of armor when complete will be mounted on a big float and towed out to sea off Sandy Hook. When viewed broadside on it will look like a small section of the battleship Iowa. But looked at from behind or from either end it will present the curious form shown In the diagram. Several years ago the French Government built a dummy representing the complete side of a war ship as a floating target. Our new target Is modeled after that. The Gathman gun which Is to be trained on this miniature enemy has a huge barrel with an eighteen-inch bore, but the gun is shorter and lighter than our twelve-inch naval guns. It has just lately been completed at a cost of $05,000 at the Bethlehem (Penn.) iron works, and is to hurl gun cotton shells. One shot from the Gathman gun is expected to sink the biggest war ship afloat. Torpedoes and Ether Ware*. An ingenious mechanism has been devised by an Englishman, by means of which a submarine torpedo can be steered by ether waves transmitted as in wireless telegraphy. The torpedo, in addition to the usual explosive apparatus, carries a Marconi coherer, in />irr>nf* with a rplav and batter, and this Is so arranged that It governs the movement of the rudder. A fine wire attached to a metal float keeps the torpedo in communication with the air, and, consequently, with the ether waves. By means of a wireless transmitter the apparatus in the torpedo is actuated from the shore or from a ship, and the torpedo's movements are thus controlled. THE AMERICAN ! I V. THE PAY-CAB AT TH :ir.. ,y". .'A-5 ... , 'M. "* . v "/Tv'V;v O.'^' pw E Drlrtng an Engine by Light of Ban. ? People in Los Angeles are much ex* h cited over the apparent success of the ? machine recently built there by Bos ton capitalists to harness the rays of ? the sun and make them work a steam * engine. JI They have bout a nnge "sun mo ! tor," which pumps up water for irrigation purposes. The sun motor looks like an Inverted umbrella, consisting of a reflector thirty-three feet six Inches across the top, lined with rows of small mirrors. These reflect the sunlight, concentrating It upon a small boiler In the centre, In which steam is generated. ~. ~7 I BPPW?-_j>, i, FULL SIDE OF A BATTLESHIP. This, after all, Is only a modification of the huge sun motor built by Erlccson and set up in Boston, many years ago, the boiler In that case being a long tube running longitudinally with the mirror. Whether the heat from the sun can compete with the heat from coal, from an economical standpoint, Is, however, doubtful. On a cloudy day the sun motor would have to go out of business altogether. Perhaps at Los Angeles, which is In the sunny land, more sunshiny days will be found than anywhere else on earth. In these latitudes there would be many days in the year when such an engine would be altogether useless, while a coal engine would be always reliable.?New York Herald. Fire Making Machine on Xxhibitloa. In the American Museum of Natural History can be seen some new and interesting household utensils from the Arctic regions. They belong to a hitherto unknown race of Esquimaux dwelling on a bleak and supposedly uninhabited island in the north end of Hudson Bay. These people have been termed a lost tribe from their primitive condition and mode of life. The most remarki able feature about them is the fact that they stand to-day at the very beginning of culture, literally living in the stone age. They know nothing of the use of metals, and they possess not a single article of modern manufacture tnat has been introduced into America since the landing of Columbus. One of the most startling objects found among their effects was a crude and primitive fire drill, used to start a flame. This ancient method of producing lire by friction is the same that was used a thousand years ago. A stick or wood swirtiy turnea in a aiui under a steady pressure produces a cone of dust, which gradually springs into a blaze.?New York Herald. Lawn Tennis Captures a King. _ The King of Portugal is an enthusiastic lawn tennis player, and both the king and his brother, the Infanto Don Alphonso, played for the south of Portugal against the north in the recent tournament at Cascaes, for the challenge cup offered by the Queen of Portugal. The king plays a hard volleying game, with good judgment in placing, and can hold his own with the best players in Portugal. Twice a year, in the first week in April and October, the Chinese carry food to their dead. STEEL INDUSTRY. ;e homestead works. ?From Haroer's Weekly. ' ' ?> ' v.- J?, C. Dutdoor Pantry, ||: Southern Style. I p v " w ^ Pantry requirements are a trifle paradoxical, in that they are air and light and darkness. A pantry window is essential, even if it be no more than a tiny two-light sliding sash, set anyhow In the outer wall. A regular window is much better. It need not waste wall-space-shelves, but can be so placed across it as to admit its working. But if a panty can be allotted as much as six feet of bouse wall It Is better to have the window set crosswise, with the lower edge a little more than breast high. Then, by making one sash of glass, and filling the other with wire gauze, the pantry can have a handy outdoor closet Have a tight deal partition running out from the sash division, as far as the space permits. Put shelves n ?/s?l M /I +K wnA Art A P +K A +t*TA /1Am_ diUUUU IUXCC OIUUO Ul luo in Vf V.UUi" partments thus formed, and close them with tight light deal doors. Thus the Indoor pantry can subserve Its proper purposes, and the outside closet banish the iceman for six months in the year. People with plenty of ground space, yet constricted houses, may profitably take a leaf from the book of south country household economy. It Is common there for country folk to have a sort of outdoor fresh air closet, a small detached structure set in the shadiest place possible, standing upon four tall legs, with a flat shingle roof of barely enough pitch to shed rain. The floor is at least four feet from the ground, and the whole structure only big enough to reach well across. There are shelves all around, and the weatherboardlng up next the roof is full of tiny auger holes. The door fits tight, I m pirn / /<^ f| ?.*' ' <, 'J'i V ?. .- A FRESH AIR and fastens with a look. Around each of the four legs Is commonly a tar bandage applied six Inches above the ground. This traps ventursome ants, ?mif1<ynci onH thoir IrlilnoT thna Ivppnlncr U4/4X4V4M ?V.. ? ? v,, 0 the inside clear. The structure is whitewashed inside and out twice a year. In hot weather floor and Bhelves are washed every morning, and scoured twice a week. Such a fixture should not cost over three or four dollars, even if one hires it built, and it is certainly among the handiest things one can have about the house or yard. ?Chicago Record-Herald. Makes a Publisher Tired. It is very apt to make the publisher of a newspaper tired after carrying r. subscriber for two or ihree years without seeing the color of his money to have him finally send along his cash accompanied by a letter ordering his name off the list, simply because he was asked to pay up. Instead of appreciating the extension of his credit for so long a period, he is only too apt to consider himself a much injured 1 Individual when payment is suggested. What he should do after holding back for so long a time is not omy iu settle up, but, by way of ret-ming past favors, pay for a few years' subscription In advance. That's what he should do, but does he do it? Well, a man of good breeding does.?Fourth i-:tate. Placing the Responsibility. The Baltimore Sun prints a story as told by the wife of a member of the House of Representatives. Toward morning, not long ago, the lady was awakened by unusual noises below stairs, and tried to rouse her husband. "Wake up! Wake up!" she said In a low voice. "You must wake up and go down-stairs; there are thieves in the house!" "Oh, uo, my dear." rejoined the halfawake husband, reassuringly. "There arc no thieves in the House; they are all la the Senate." Issued by Insane l'utienta. The News is the name of a unique and interesting paper pulrlslied by the patients of the Maryland Hospital for the Insane at Cautonsville, Md. One of the artirles reads: "It is a wonder some of the patients do not learn the St. Vitus Dance. Every other dance seems to have been tried here in the Assembly Hall." A Stroke of Genius. "This is shear genius on my part," mused the editor, as he proceeded to mai:e, an ileui out of 4000 words of manuscript. ? New York Commercial Advertiser. < i Discovery of an Extraordinary Headdren Not many travelers go to Bosnia, but there Is a young man in a large Rprlln mllUnpnr pstflhllflhment who had the good fortune to go there a few weeks ago, and who has now returned to the German capital with a cnrloua memento of his Journey. At first he thought the country rather dull, but nnt? dntr. as hp was strolline throneh Srebrenica, near the Servian border, be saw an object in which he at once became deeply interested. This was a cap, or hat, of extraordinary shape and construction, and it was worn by a comely farmer's wife. The German followed a woman at a respectful distance, and the more he studied her strange headgear the more his instincts as a sartorial artist convinced him that by a little deft man p pi' p irliP FOOD SAFE. ipulatlon and a proper arrangement of colors it could be transformed Into a bat that would delight tbe most fastldtous lady In Berlin. That very evening, therefore, he obtained a sample cap and examined It closely. He found that its foundation was of straw, and that on It was built an amazing and gorgeous superstructure of cocks' and peacocks' feathers. In front, too, was a small framed mirror and round it were several silver coins and two of gold. Next day he made further Inquiries and learned that sometimes the foundation is an ordinary fez instead of straw; that an embroidered 'kerchief is invariably worn with the cap, falling down it at the back, so as to protect the neck, and that the headgear was introduced from Servia into Bosnia about twenty years ago. What surprised him most, however, was to learn that it is only married women who wear this cap, and that it is their fixed rule to strip it of all its feathers after they are married one year, and henceforth to wear only the foundation of straw or a plain fez. With three or four Bosnian caps carefully packed In bandboxes he returned to work, and now his firm is debating whether it would be possible to model from this picturesque headgear hats that would commend themselves to the fashionable' women of Berlin.?New York Heralcf. i The Lateat In "Tlp?.*' A somewhat grasping hotel proprietor met his match not long ago. He rt nranlfhv trlaltAl* tnin 51 uau au\jyyxA u nt??vuj *? **? ?># w room containing a chandelier holding twenty candles, and Instructed an attendant to light them all. The man did so, but the guest immediately ordered him to put them all out. Yet when the visitor asked for his bill he found tbls item: "Twenty candles, five shillings." He went back to the room and took them all out, wrapped them in a bit oi paper, and slipped them into his over coat pocket. When leaving the hotel he found many servants in the hall, smiling pleasantly, and ready for the expected tin Then the denarting cuest drew out the candles and began to dlstrib ute them. "Allow me, sir," said he. with a bow; "permit me. miss. They are very superior candles, I assure you; I paid a good price for them," and so he left them, staring hopelessly at their novel tip.?Tit-Bits. To the majority of the Inhabitants of Italy the taste of meat is known only on rare festivities. ?? ??mm ' OUR BUDGET OF HUMOR I lAUCKTER-PROVOKINC stories for lovers of fun. Golf?No Robber of His B ace?Lingual? Quick and Effective?Molt Import aa ' 't Thing ? A Technical Defenae' ? Social Training?Reconciled to the Outlay, Eta Maxwelton's braes are bonny, And everyone extols The hazards and the bunkers, there, And the course of eighteen holes. 'Tis there with Annie Laurie, And caddie, every day, I 20, and oh! how blissfully We hoot the hours away (awa!)! ; ?Detroit Journal. No Robber of His Race. "Jones, you borrow an awful lot of trouble." "Well, I m always willing to lend it, ain't I?" Lingual. "Oh, ma." A "What is it. Jimmie?" "Do we eat 'ofT a plate?or do we eat 'on' a plate?"?Chicago Record-Herald. Quick and Effective. Willie?"How did you break your wife of the 'advanced woman' craze?" Wise?"Told her everybody thought It meant 'advanced' In years."?Kansas City (Mo.) Independent. I Moat Important Thing. Professor?"Can you tell me anything of national importance about the Hawaiian group of islands?" Bright Boy?"Yes, sir. The Pacific i Ocean."?Chicago Daily News. A Technical Defenae. Sue?"You said you were going to marry an artist, and now you are engaged to a dentist" Flo?"Well, Isn't hj^ an artist? He draws from real lifer'?Philadelphia Bulletin. . Social Training. Miss Gotrlchkwick?"Please, sir, ifl . this a training school?" Principal?"It is." Miss Gotrlchkwick?"Please, sir, I wish to learn how to eat olives."?Ohio State Journal. Reconciled to the Outlay. Mrs. De^Jborn ? "Did Jerry balk when the minister charged him $3 for marrying you?" ,.:v j Mrs. Wabash?"He did a little, at first, but finally the parson said he'd do it cheaper the next time."?Yonkers Statesman. * Sincere Grief at His tq??. Banks?"You think I look glum. Well. 1 why shouldn't I? I hare lost a ricb i aunt." Beach?"Did she die suddenly?" % Banks?"Diesuddenly? She isn't dead at all. Her niece has jilted me."?Boston Transcript. It Feet Were Nimbler Than Tongue. Stutterton?"Have I gug-gug-got tuttime to cuc-cuc-catch the n-n-next t-train for N*N-New? R. R. Porter?"Noo York? Yis; ye have, providin' ye walk.fasther than ye talk. It don't lave fur an hour."? PhiladelDhia Record. 'J The Tramps' View." Resting Robert?"See here, Tom, this paper says we have no leisure class inthis country?that even our millionaires are hard-working men." Tired Thomas ?"That man don't know what he is writing about. We are the leisure class."?New York Herald. , . An Embarrassment. "I don't know what to do with all this money," said the practical political worker. "What money is that?" inquired the friend. "The boss gave me $10,000 to put where It would do most good. I have over $6000 left." Vt A Placid Statesman. "I suppose a man in your position is beset with Deonle who are trying to impose on his good nature." "Yes," answered Senator Sorghum. "But I don't complain. If you haven't something that somebody is trying to get away from you, it is a sign you haven't amounted to much in life."-' Washington Star. An Extremist. "Talking about college spirit," said the first fair co-ed, "Sophie Moore carries it to the extreme.' "You don't say?"remarked the other. "Yes, she won't ever eat anything but strawberry and vanilla when she's being treated to ice cream; because red and white are the college colors."? Philadelphia Press. No Yankee Blood In Him. "No, really," she said, "I believe my husband is different from other men." "Oh, yes, I suppose so," her experienced friend replied, "but you'll outgrow it. Every woman thinks, during the fiwt few years, that her husband is not like other men." "But William," she insisted, "haa never, so far as I know, expected to get a fortune out of an invention of some kind." The New Power. "Teailier, teacher," said little Richard. "Well, what is It?" "Didn't you say yesterday that the world was kept in its place by the force of gravity?" "l'es, the attraction of the sun keepa the world moving in a regular orbit." "Then somebody's been striugin' my / pa again. He said last night it was J. Pierpont Morgan."?Chicago HeraldKecord. A Blow That Stunned. "w.-ivp vnn ever had a dumb, name less feeling of some approacning disaster?" she asked. "Well, no." the celebrated lawyer replied; "the only time I ever bad that kind of a feeling was once after the disaster had arrived." "Oh, dear! What was it that happened to you V" "Why. you see. a girl that I had been engaged to several years before my marriage came into my office one day to have me give her some advice concerning the disposition of about $360.000 worth of property she had just inherited from an uncle in Australia that I she had uever told me about."? CM' cago Record-Herald. - V . ' '? ' ' ;\ *.-V?