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YORKVILLE ENQUIRER. ISSUBD TWICE A WEBK-W^pDN-ESDAY AND FRIDAY. I. m GRIST & SONS, Publishers. } %^amilg Uerospjer: 4#r Ihe promotion of the political, facial, Agricultural, and ^ommcmial Infests the fouth.- {TER^oS VOL. 42. YOBKVILLE, S. C.. WEDNESDAY, MAY 13, 1896. . 39. THE TAX ON BACHELORS By EPFTB W. MEBEIMAN. [Copyright, 1866, by the Author.] CHAPTER IY. Daring the days which followed, Tom grew thin. His appetite fled, and lines of worry were deeply drawn in his face. His lawyer assured him that he was a fool for showing his annoyance so plainly and by that means giving his friends so good an opportunity to discuss his affairs. ^ " They will mistrust that you are hard up," he said, "and then you will lo9e prestige. I am ashamed of yon, Tom. Why don't yon brace up and be a man about it?" "1 wish you were m my oouta, rurithurst"? began Tom. "I should like it of all things, my boy! Handsome, refined, popular, wealthy?what more can a man ask? As ^ for Miss Daisy, you are blinder than " yon need to be about her. She has a certain power of attraction that more than one of your acquaintances seems to appreciate. I saw ber out riding yesterday with young De Quincey and today with Walton Humphrey." "You didn't!" exclaimed Tom in amazement "I certainly did. You might have seen her also had you not been moping here in your room. There have not been so many callers at the Ridgways in years as there have been since Hiss Daisy came to the city." Tom brightened up under the influence of the lawyer's information. It is wonderful how much easier it is to endure a person when one discovers that * he is sought for among the idlters of so CltJiy. 1UU1 UC^OJU lumiuauumiu^ uii&u> at least endure what De Quincey and Humphrey deliberately sought. He began at once to make preparations to attend the reception at the De Quinceys. Half an hour ago he had decided to send word that he was too ill to go, trusting that she might accept the excuse. He decided to dress himself with even more than his usual care and to appear so r. brilliant that his unhappy manner during that last evening at the Ridgways would be credited to the premonitory symptoms of the indisposition which ^ had followed. He was grateful now to -Enrkhurst for having spread the report that he was not feeling well, although he bad been annoyed when his friends first began dropping in to make inquiries ^ concerning his health. Tom never looked better than he did when standing before the grate in Mrs. Ridgway's sitting room, waiting for the appearance of Daisy. He heard her voice in the hall, and, summoning a polite smile to his face, turned to greet her. The heavy draperies before the door were pushed aside. Tom advanced a step or two and stood face to face with a vision of loveliness which fairly took his breath away. The smile became more genial as he softly explained that he was expecting to see Miss Blaka "I am MiBs Blake," replied the girl quietly. It was Daisy's voice surely, but what had become of the gray hair and the smoked glasses? Where were the heavy eyeDrows which nuu met hu taeruiy uvci the glasses? Where was the unsightly black patch which had adorned one cheek? Where was the ugly wart which he had seen on the side of her nose? ''You are disappointed once more, I perceive," said Daisy, breaking the unftomfortable silence which had fallen be* tween them. "I presume I might as well explain, ' Mr. Wainwright, that I have been acting a part I wished te convince myself that you were as perfect as my cousin Bander represented you to be. Shall we go now? It is growing lata" "You were fortunate in having such able assistants to make your little comedy so enjoyable," said Tom coldly. "Oh, you need not blame your friends 1 No one wanted to do it at first, but I persuaded them to change their ruiuds. Sander may not have told you that I usually have my own way." Once more Tom was speechless. It was not difficult for him to believe that so charming a girl always had her own way. He would have turned against any A friend he had for the sake of pleasing her, hut to have his friends turn against him was different. "I supposeParkhuret knew," he said after he had helped Daisy into the carriage and taken a seat beside her. 'Oh. vgk. " reulied Daisv. changing to the seat opposite, "Mr. Parkhursrknew. He was difficult to persuade, however!" Tom thought how Parkhurst had tried to persuade him to appear perfectly satisfied with his engagement to Miss % "You are disappointed once more, I perr ceive." Daisy, and he could see that if he had followed his lawyer's advice he would now be in a position to laugh at his tormentors. Tom realized that he had blundered, and he did not know how to retrieve himself. He cursed himself and all his friends, bnt that did not help matters in the least. In a few moments the carriage would stop before the door of the De Qninceys, and the silence between himself and that vision of loveliness opposite was rapidly becoming more uncomfortable. Tom would have liked to establish a friendly relation before he met his friends, thinking that by so .do ing he coald make his owu position less j difficult. J "I presume," he began, "that there i is no explanation"? 1 "I think I shall find it easier to for- i get if you say nothing," interrupted : Daisy coldly. ; Tom ventured no further remark, and j the two entered the house in silence. : "Why did you do it?" asked Tom of < Parkhurst, when a little later he had < the pleasure of seeing Daisy surrounded j by the most eligible young men in the i room and making herself delightfully 1 agreeable to every one but himself. "Because, Tom," replied the old law- i way rrrfttjolr "T tflftnoVlfc it: Wnilld do VOII 1 J v* B?- ? good. So did Mrs. Ridgway, who, as ( yon know, has always taken a motherly interest in you. You will pardon me for i saying that you were becoming too firm- : ly impressed with the belief that the ] best of everything belonged by right to 1 yourself. Do not get angry with me for < saying so. Remember that I was an old 1 friend of your father." j Tom was angry. He was angry, and 1 the more he thought of it the angrier he ; became It was quite natural that he < should be, and his friends appreciated , that fact, and bore with him as patiently as possible, believing that before i many days he would be himself again, i "Tom," said Parkhurst, "take my i advice and appear to enjoy yourself. You look like a thundercloud. Keep i your eyes away from Miss Daisy. Leave ber as severely alone as she could possi- i bly desire and give your attention to the i other young ladies, as you used to do." 1 This time Tom saw that the lawyer's ] advice was good, and he tried to act up- i * w,s-YM-*/v?tda liOTTOi* crvnlrO 1 Uil J t XX'Ulli lUUlUJUlliCllll. UCUOIEt OJAJIIX to Daisy unless it was absolutely necessary, and no one guessed how much of self denial he practiced in consequence. He was soon on as good terms as ever with his friends and was the idol of society, as be had always been. The young ladies raved over him, but he could not win one smile from Daisy, except when she thought it was demanded by the rules of politeness. She was the personification of iciness whenever they happened to be alone together. At first Tcm had laughed lightly when his friends mentioned her evident avoidance of him, but there came a time when he could not bear it and when his Bashing eyes warned them that it was a subject which he would not hear discussed. Tbero came a time when Tom realized that Daisy held bis happiness in her keeping, and that it was a matter of indifference to her. There were days when he was filled with a tierce exultation at the thought that she was bound to him for a period of more than two years yet, and that no one could claim superior rights. There were other times when he felt that to see her and to wait upon her and know that he had uo part in her life was a torture which was fast becoming greater than he could bear. There were bright mornings when he resolved to win her love or die in the a'tempt. There were dark nights when he thought of the easiest and surest means of committing suicide. He had played at love a great many times and enjoyed it He was deeply in love now and was miserable. How was it with Daisy? It is a question which that young lady would have found difficult had ehe tried to answer it, but she did not try. She had come to the city fully determined to give the best of herself to lier music. She had resolved never to marry, at least not until iho had won fame in the musical world. She had entered into the engagement with T i;u principally because she believed that bv so doiua 6he would be , free from importunities of other men J which she might otherwise have fotrnd | distracting. She was a very earnest j young lady, who had brought the whole , force of her strong nature to bow before the altar of her ambition. Even her j pleasures were enjoyed with the thought { that such recreation, if not too often in- , dulled in, would enable her to work more profitably. It had amused her for , two reasons to play a part to deceive Tom?she wished to know if she pos- j jessed the qualities necessary to a sue- . oessful uctor, and she fancied that it would be more enjoyable than it had proved to be to try the man whom her , cousin praised so extravagantly. Daisy was inclined to be cynical in her opin- i ions of men. When she had first seen Tom's face, she had liked it. She told herself afterward that she might have liked its owner better than she should, j considering her ambition, had he not J proved himself so little of a gentleman. , Therefore she was glad that he had behaved just as ho did. She believed she had forever dismissed that subject with i her disapproval of his conduct, and that . now her heart was impregnable so far as ho was concerned. At first Tom's opinions and preferences were really a matter of indifference to Daisy, but no young lady likes to have the most attractive gentleman of her acquaintance attentive to every J one but herself. Daisy was not pleased with Tom's behavior. Had she shown her displeasure in the ordinary way she J might soon have been the recipient of , more attention from him than she would have liked at that time, but she did nothing in the ordinary way, and she deceived even herself as to her opinion of Tom. She realized that he made her uncom- , for table, but she said it was because he was so very ungentlemauly. She was sure that she should always despise a man who judged people entirely by their personal appearance. There was no dependence to be placed in one whose re- , gard for another was regulated by that other's wealth of natural attractions. She never listened when her friends spoke of the great improvement noticeable in Tom Wainwright during the past year. She preferred to believe that it was impossible for him to overcome the only fault which she had been able to find in him. She assured herself and others that a man with such a fault could pretend anything, but that he was false ut hear;, and the heart did not change. CHAPTER V. Tom and Daisy had been betrothed more than a year when the hop at Cal bona's was proposed, and the proposal heartily indorsed by the young people of their acquaintance. Silas Calhoun was the proprietor of a large hotel built on the shores of a little lake miles away from nowhere?at least that is the way it was described by the enthusiastio guests who congregated there every summer for rest. It was so secluded that society, with its unceasing demands, never found it, and the favored few who kept its location a secret enjoyed themselves as unconventionally as possible, rhe nearest railway station was five miles distant The young people, however, did not propose to go to Calhoun's by raiL The roads were in prime con iition, and a sleigh ride of 50 miles, divided in the middle by a hot supper and two or three hours spent in danoing while the horses rested, was a prospect much too delightful to be resisted ' ? ? ? a <ma?1v oy any yumjg pwreuu waioj a B^a&a Bnthusiasm and vivacity about him. rhe best horses to be had were engaged (or the ride. Tom had no desire to make the trip alone with the coldly silent Daisy and had persnaded a friend to go with him in a donble sleigh and take Daisy's cousin Stella. Sleigh rides like this have been described so much better than I can do it that I shall pass over this part of the story, as well as over the delights which followed when the merry party arrived at Calhoun's. It was after supper, while they were dancing in the long dining room, that the storm came up. No one noticed it until it was nearly time for the gay party to start on the homeward trip and the jolly host had gone to the barn himself to make sure that the horses had been well cared for. When he came back to the bouse he told his guests that he believed there would be a blizzard before morning and that it would be safer for them to remain at hia place overnight. Then the dancing ceased ind eager young people crowded around (he door and peered out into the darkness. "If there should be a blizzard," said 3tella, "we might be detained here for several days." Daisy looked at her quickly, but said nothing. She was thinking of her appointment for the next day with a noted manager who had condescended to try her voice. If he pronounced it good there was hope that a desirable position night be offered her. Daisy was deciding that she should not remain overnight at Calhoun's. "Do you think the storm is close upm us?" asked Sander, who, for reasons which will be eaeily understood by those who have been in love, did not like to miss the long ride home, under die stars, in the comfortable little sled which was just large enough for Alice ind himself. "I can't tell," replied Mr. Calhoun, stepping farther away from the house :hat be might get a better look at the aeavy bank of clouds in the northwest. 'Storms are dreadfully deceptive in his part of the world," he added. 'Now, when I was back in York state [ could reckon on a storm almost to a minute, but here I've sometimes missed It by an hour or two. However, I think we shall hear from those clouds before long." "Are you sure there is to be a blisEard?" asked Daisy, who put little faith in the ordinary weather prophet, unless lie happened to make a prediction which suited her desires. , "One is never sure of anything in his world," replied the old man. "One hing is certain, and that is there is a great deal of snow in the air already, jonsidering the clouds, which means hat a blizzardy wind is blowing. If hose clouds contain both wind and mow" ? "Dr you think it probable, Mr. Calboun," interrupted Daisy, "that those jlouds will break over us in less than in hour?" "They may not; they look a long way off." "An hour would give us time to u 4L. >> TYn.'uTT <<onrt rent'li biiO OliaiiUJLJ) DUIU A/aiCJ I MMM we could go into the city on the cars." "But our rigs," interposed Sander. "Leave them here, and send some one after tbem," suggested Daisy. "I am afraid to start when the sky looks like that," said Stella. "You might stay here, then, " replied Daisy. "For my part I prefer to go." An excited discussion ensued, when it was discovered that Daisy was the only young lady who preferred to risk the dangers of the storm in order to reach the city. She remarked, most politely, but decidedly, in response to Tom's expostulations, that she meant to make the attempt, but that she did not ask him to risk his life by accompanying her. "I am determined," she eaid, "to meet Mr. Gilmore tomorrow, and I have no doubt that I can hire Mr. Calhoun's stable boy to drive me to the station." "You will not be left to the care of Mr. Calhoun's stable boy,"replied Ton? coldly. In another moment he was inBide his overcoat. No further opposition was offered to Daisy's plan. Mr. Calhoun insisted on loaning Tom a fresh horse?one that -.1 J 1 J U: Urx Kjuew llit) ruuu UIjU LU1U I1JUJ lid UIJ^UV leave it with the hotel keeper at the railway station, to be cared for until the owner came to claim him. The horse was hitched to Mr. Calhoun's cutter, which had been made expressly for travel over country roads, and plenty of fur robes were wrapped around the occupants. The air had seemed almost springlike when the young people left the city, bnt a biting wind had arisen which blew directly in their faces as Tom turned the horse's head toward the railway station. They drove for Borne time in silence, broken only by the clatter of the horse's hoofs on the frozen snow and the dismal creaking of the sled runners which is always to be' heard in very cold weather. The air^tfas rapidly becoming more dense wip the frozen sleet, which struck their fjices like fierce little darts. The wind w^s steadily rising, and it seemed to Toih as if it came from every direction at cfcce. In many places the road was Wide almost ijn5 passable by heavy drifts. Not a star was to be seen in the sky, not a ray of light anywhere which conld have been used as a guide. The horse patiently fought his way along and Tom finally reached the conclusion that the faithful creature knew more about the road than he did himself. He certainly could not have known less, for Tom had been 11 ^ iiiiniit.u Tom turned the horse's head toward the railway station. guiding him in a circle for the last half hour. Left to hiraself, he promptly turned his face homeward, but Tom did not know that Notwithstanding the intense darkness Daisy knew that Tom had loosened his hold on the reins. "Are your bands cold?" she asked quickly. It was the first time she had spoken since she bade her friends goodby at Mr. Calhoun's door. "I am very comfortable, thank you," replied Tom ironically. 'Whxr did T?nn Hrrm the reins?" "Because I can no longer see the road." "Mr. Wainwright, are we lost?" "I do not know." The words could not have been spoken with greater indifference. Tom was not in the happiest mood when he left the Calhoun Houee. It had seemed to bim a reckless proceeding to start out in the face of such a storm, for no better reason than that a girl wished to by her voice before a theatrical manager, but there was not money enough in. the world to have tempted him to allow Daisy to. go withdut him. When he found himself alone with her, all his anger was forgotten in his love and in his despair because of its utter hopelessness. Then came the thought that there might be a worse fate than to die with Daisy, before they reached the station. He had been excessively morbid for days, and this new fancy was a pot unnatural olimax to such a state of mind. Daisy was irritated over his silenoe. She felt that she bad been foolish in insisting on coming out in such a storm, and she wanted to say so, but it is nev er easy to introduce such an acknowledgment. She felt that it wonld be less bard if Tom conld be beguiled into conversation. "I should have thought," she said, with a feeble attempt at playfulness, "that you might have allowed the stable boy to accompany me when you knew I preferred it" But in a howling wind playful tones are not always apparent Tom believed that Daisy's remark was intended as a reproach because he had shown himself unable to guide the horse. It angered bim so that he could with difficult; control himself. "Believe me," he said curtly, "had I known that you preferred the company of the stable boy I should not have forced mine upon you." At this moment there was a sudden jerk of the cutter that nearly unseated them. The horse had plunged into a deep snowdrift and was floundering in an attempt to regain his footing. He recovered himself, gave one leap, which freed him from the cutter, and with a 4 "* ? ? J <1 nwlrrt AOfl snort aisappeuieu nnu hjo uaiuiooo. "Oh," gasped Daisy, "he has left ns!" Tom was himself in a moment All his petty grievances were forgotten in his desire to make Daisy as comfortable as possible. The true manliness which had won him so many friends in spite of bis egotism now asserted itself. Springing from the cntter, he spread one of the robes npon the snow, then held ont bis band to Daisy. "Let me help yon out," he said cheerfully. "I am going to tip the cntter over to make a partial shelter against the storm." "Must we stay here?" faltered Daisy. She was recalling stories she had read of people who bad perished in blizzards, and was a little fearful of the consequences of her persistence. "lean see no better way," replied Tom. "Even if we could walk in such a storm we should not know which way to turn. The horse will doubtless find his way home, and when the stable boy knows you are in danger"? "Mr. Wainwright, can I help you turn the cutter over?" interrupted Dai By, who did not care to hear more about the stable boy. ' "Thanks, no. I think I can manage it." The sled was soon turned bottom upward against the drift where it had stuck. Tom scooped snow from beneath it until he had succeeded in making a room large enough for two. The robes were spread down, and when he and Daisy had succeeded in crawling under the sled and had placed one of the robes against the opening to their den they were really quite comfortable. The wind piled the snow against them, making them still warmer, and they congratulated themselves on the coziness of their retreat. Notwithstanding the unpleasantness of their position they were far from being unhappy. Indeed Tom was more wildly happy than he had ever been in all his life. ?? ? ? LI I- .J wnen tne nrsc iami ojnsn 01 ctjujhuij appeared in the eastern sky, Calhoun and his guests started on an exploring expedition and had no sooner left the house than they caught sight of the overturned cutter. Don't ask me for a detailed account of what followed; neither my pen nor my patience is equal to it It began with tears and exclamations of joy and ended with happy laughter and merry jests. It is nofunlikely that m long a they live Mr. and Mrs. Tom Wamwrigh will be teased abont their exp?:ience i Mr. Calhoun's barnyard and their pre! erence for a circular track when drivin to a point five miles distant When Tom hears a bachelor frien wondering how he can manage to evad the matrimonial tax, he invariably says "By getting married, my boy. A ma is a fool to remain single when it wi] oost him no more to have a home of hi own." "And if it did cost more?" asks Da: sy. "Hewonld still be a fool," replie Tom. TEE END. pisceHanmts Reading. THE USE OF TOBACCO. Cigars were not known until aboi 1815. Previous to that time pipe were used exclusively. Chewing ha been in vogue to a limited extent fc some time, while snuffing dates bac almost as far as smoking. The first package sent to Catherin de Medici was in fine powder. Sh found that smelling it in the box affe< ted her similarly to smoking, whic led her to fill one of her smelling hot ties with the dust. Her courtiers ado; ted the habit of snuffing small portior of it up the nostrils, and as the pre cious snuff became more general, unt at last a man or woman was not cor sidered as in proper form- unless the snuffed. The custom became so common i England that a snuffbox was.nolonge a sign of rank. Then it was the la' prohibiting the culture of the plan except for medicine, was passed. Abot fha anmftt.impfl hpAW tariff WRSnlflr.fi on the imported article, thereby pract cally placing it beyond the reach of th common herd and giving royalty complete monopoly. Since it first began to be used as luxury there have been conflictin opinions in regard to its effects. Th Romish church once, forbade its us< and the Church of England declaime against it. The Wesleys opposed hotly, and at one time it was consic ered so unclean as to unfit, men fc membership in the Methodist church. Baptist and Presbyterian ministei preached against it and societies wei organized to oppose the spread of th habit, but all to.no purpose. Pareni disowned and disinherited their cbi dren because they used it, and husbanc divorced their wives on account < their having contracted the habit < smoking. It is singular that when women g< into the habit of smoking a pipe tbe prefer a strong one. There are fe men who have nerve to smoke a pip such as a woman likes when she has b< come a confirmed smoker. When the first begin puffing cigars they preft them very mild, but it is not long unt they want them black and strong an lots of them.?Pittsburg Dispatch. Sagacity of a Scout.?Every on who has spent much time upon tfa frontier has heard of the remarkabl faculty of Dolores Sanchez, the famoi trailer, of New Mexico and Souther Arizona. So eminent authority t General Nelson A. Miles, who has ha ..?! mAMonnnl l*nAn?l ira nf f.Vi U LI imiltll pC19UU(kK auvnivu^v v* vu work of trailers and scouts, is quote as saying that some of Sanchez's a< complisbments are more than extraoi dinary and that his powers border o the mythical. General Ruger tells the followin story of an experience with this r< markable man to show the skill of a expert scout: "I was once in pursu: of a lot of Comanches, who had bee followed, scattered, and the trail abac doned by a company of so-called Texs rangers. On the eighth day after th scattering Sanchez found the trail froi a single shod horse. When we wer fairly into the rough, rocky Guada oupe mountains, he stopped, dismout ted, and picked up from the foot of tree the four shoes of the horse ridde by the Indian. With a grim smile h banded the shoes to me and said ths the Indian had tried to bide his trail. "For six days we journeyed over th roughest mountains, turning and twisi ing in apparently the most objectlej way, not a man in the whole comman being able to discover, some tiroes fc hours, a single mark by which Sanche might direct himself. Sometimes lost patience and demanded that h show me what he was following 'Poc tiempo' (pretty soon,) he would at stractedly answered, and, in a longe or shorter time, show me the clearcu footprints of the horse in the soft ban r ?a* Tvnir?f ntifh Vli 01 a HJUUUl/lMU oncaui ui jjuiuk ?..u u. long whipping stick to some othe most unmistakable signs. Sanchez le us, following the devious windings c this trail for over 150 miles, and onl three or four times dismounting so a to more closely examine the grounc finally brought me to where the In dians had reunited."?Denver Fiel and Farm. Reading Everything.?"He ha raad everything," is a remark frequent ly made when a scholary man is unde discussion. How absurd such a state ment is will appear when the fact i mentioned that in the Congressions library at Washington there are ove 600,000 volumes. If they were place side by side they would fill a shelf fift miles long. If a man started to rea tills collection ai me rate ui uue vu. ume a day, it would take him 1,65 years to get through. And while tb man would be at work on this vas library the printers would be turnin out more than 15,000 new books year. From these figures it will b seen that it is idle to think of readin everything, or eveu to read all th best books. The greatest reader among our distinguished men have ha< their favorite books which they reai and reread. Certain books in our lac guage are called classics. They ar models of style and full of ideas an 18 illustrations. Modern writers go t these old authors and get lumps c ? solid gold which they proceed to bea out very thin. Why should we tak 8 the gold leaf article when we can g to the original mines and get soli ^ nuggets? The old novels are the besi ? The old poets have not been equalled |: Too many of our new books are wril ? ten hastily to sell. They are of an it 11 ferior quality and cannot profit us i 18 any way. A man, therefore, need nc be ashamed to say that he has not rea l" the last new book. When 40 new book appear every day it is impossible t 18 read them all." - HOW HE WAS HENPECKED. Qi? r?. Bimniv ni UIIC7 1/tUU II O TV va? V* VW? vy p kMWf.^ va It by Weeping. "If there is a man in this world ths excites my sympathy it is a henpecke 11 husband," said Colonel Rimple. "8om ;8 time ago my friend Amelton invite me to go home with bim. . I promisee ? providing be would wait until I tram acted a certain piece of business. H agreed reluctantly, sayiDg that b 6 promised bis wife that he would b f home at a certain hour. After I fin f ished my business I accompanied hin As we proceeded, he remarked : "Rimple, I am the worst henpecke man in town. That's why I am i J8 such a hurry. "I was very much disappointed whe 1 we reached the house. I expected t l" see a masculine looking woman, wit ^ a savage face and harsh voice ; but was introduced to a little, meek look D ing woman, with a delicate face an ir plaintive tone of voice. After suppei * when Amelton and I were sitting in th ' library smoking, I remarked : " 'Say, didn't you mislead me abou . the henpecked business? I don't knot that I ever saw a gentler woman tba ~ your wife. " 'No, sir, I have not misled yoa a Gentleness is her strongest hold. It i her gentleness that knocks me. Don1 | think that the scold is the worst typ g of hetipecking women, for she isn't Why, sir, if my wife were a scold, t would get mad and leave the hous< j but as it is I am disarmed. When leave home my wife always insist upon my appointing the exact tim ' when I wilL return. If I am lato, n ,e matter what business has detaine ie me, she cries and takes on . and dc ts clares that I don't love her. Whe i I vow by all things sacred that I d j9 love her, and that I was detained b business that could not be postponed she wrings her hands and weeps s violently that I am sometimes afrai people think I am abusing her. Sh ' has a way of sighing and turning ove ^ in bed with a kind of despairing flounci ^ and instead of asking me, as is her cut torn, if I have locked all the doors she slides out of bed with a suppresse "Oh, me 1" and goes on a tour of ir jj spection. Every time she quiets dowr ^ I try to convince her that sheiswron and that I do love her, but just as soo as I say a wcrd, she breaks out afresl and turns over with another deapairin e flounce. Next morning she gets up b< !e fore I awake. When I get np I fin J? her at the breakfast table, with swo len eyes and an expression of snob ut utterable sadness that I feel like kicfc , ing myself. This is what I call tb worst kind of henpecking, and don' , misunderstand me when I say a ma , doesn't want more than two sucb siege a month.'" "WORTH WHILE." g Prince Albert Victor, the prospec ) tive heir to the throne of England made his maiden speech to an assem it bly of lads of his own age. "Whateve n is worth doing at all is worth doing at i- curately," he said; "whether yoi ls sharpen your pencil or black you e boots, do it thoroughly and well." n A young lad who was a pupil a e Rugby school was noted for his ba I- penmanship. When his teachers rc i- monstrated, he replied, "Many men o a genius have written worse scrawl ? T T* in MAf nmrfh fj D I no. II x UUi Ifa, JO UUU TTVIVU fTM4?w w e worry about so trivial a fault." Tei it years later this lad was an officer ii the English army, doing service iu th e Crimean war. An order he copied fo l- transmission was so illegible that i >s was given incorrectly to the troops, am d the result was the loss of a great man; >r brave men. !Z A few years ago the keeper of a life I saving station on the Atlantic coas e found that his supply of powder hai 0 given out. The nearest village wa > two or three miles distant, and th ir weather was inclement. He conclu it ded that as "it was not worth while b k go so far expressly for such a trifle,1 is he would wait for a few days befor ir sending for a supply. That night thi d vessel was wrecked within sight o >f the station. A line could have beei y given to the crew if he had been abl 3 to use the motar, but he had no pow 1 J TT ? rr?on nfil (j uer. no saw iuc utunum^ wvu i- ish one by one in bis sight knowinj d that be alone was to blame. A fev days afterward he was dismissed fron the service, s The experience of every man wil > suggest similar instances that confim r the truth of the young prince's advio t- to the lads of his own age. Whateve s is right to do should be done with ou il best care, strength and faithfulness o r purpose. We have no scales by whicl d we can weigh or determine their rela y tive importance in God's eyes. Tha d which seems a trifle to us may be th< I- secret spring which shall move th< 0 issues of life and death.?Youth's Com e panion. it * ? g 8ST "Excuse me for half an hour o a so," said a prominent Washington of e ficial, a few days ago, "while I have f g talk with my doctor." "I though e your doctor was in New York," wai s the reply. "Oh, yes," the official an d swered, "be is in New York, but a d two o'clock every afternoon he come i- to the telephone?the long distant* e telephone?and we have a talk. It i d not convenient for me to run up to Nev o York often, so I report my condition >f to bim every afternoon, the changes, it etc., and he in return gives me his * - . i : t. e aavice ana presences lor me tnroagn o the telephone. Whea the time comes d for him to send the prescription, I simb. ply connect him with my druggist, i. and my doctor tells him what to mix b- for me as easily as if he had to write it. t- This long distance telephone surpasses n even the wildest dreams of its inven?t tors." d s A BRAVE POOR BOY. 0 Mr. Edison, who is known all over the world as a great electrician, was a poor boy. He sold newspapers, he ran errands, he did everything an honest boy could do to support himself. ?i The following story relating to an event in his boyhood, shows that he it was a brave boy : d One summer forenoon while the e train was being taken apart and made d up anew, a car was uncoupled and |, sent down the track with no brakej. man to control it. Edison, who had e been looking at the fowls in the poule try yard, tamed just in time to see >e little Jimmy on the main track throw-, i- ing pebbles over his head, utterly uni. conscious of danger. .He dropped bis papers upon the d platform, seized the child in bis arms d and threw himself off the track face downward in a sharp, fresh gravel d ballast without a second to spare. As a it wnn t.hfl wViaa! nf thn ntr fltruck b the heel of bis boot. i "I was in the ticket office," said the > child's father, "and hearing a shriek, d ran out in time to see the train hands f bring in the two boys to the platform." e Having no other way of showing his gratitude, the agent said: it "Al, if you will stop off here four v days in the week and keep Jamie out d of harm's way until the mixed train returns from Detroit, I will teach you i; telegraphing.", is "Will you ?" said Edison, 't "I will." e He extended his band and said, "It's t. a bargain." And so Edison became a i telegrapher.?Lutheran Standard. I Origin of the Names of the Days. ? In the museum at Berlin, in the hall e devoted to Northern antiquities, they o have the representations from theiOds d from which the names of the Jays Ln our week are derived. q From the idol or the San comes Suno day. This idol iB represented with his y face like the sun, holding a burning I, wheel, with both hands on bis breast, o signifying his coarse round the world, d The idol of the Moon, from which e comes Monday, is habited in a short ir coat, like a man, but holding the moon 3, in bis hands.- , ) Tuisco. from which comes Tuesday, i, was one of the most ancient and popud lar gods of the Germans, and reprei sen ted in bis garment of skins, accord- v i, ing to their peculiar manner of clothg ing. The third day of the week was n dedicated to his worship, i, Woden, from which oomes Wednee-^ g day, was a valiant prinoe among the Saxons. His image was prayed to for d victory. I- Thor, from whence comes Thursday, i- is seated in a bed, with twelve stars over his head, holding a sceptre in his e hand. t Friya, from whence we hav* Friday, is represented with a drawn sword in s his right hand, and a bow in his left. Sseter, from which is Saturday, has the appearance of perfect wretchedness ; he is thin-visaged, long-haired, with a long beard. He carries a water r pail in bis rigbt band, wberem are ' fruits and flowers. * How He Got Even With the u" Town.?Edmund Dorr was an oddity r who lived in the suburbs of Hallowell, Me., half a century ago. On the 14th t day of February he jogged into town ^ on bis horse sled and was arrested for , violating a city ordinance requiring all f sleigbs to have bells attached. Dorr 8 was arraigned before a justice of the 0 peace and fined. He paid his fine; Q but swore be would have revenge. And on every 14th day of February e for 12 yea re, says a writer in the Hallowell Register, Dorr made an annual t visit to Hallowell, seated in an ancient ^ cutter and driving a ringboned mare, to whose harness nearly 200 jangling ^ beils of all sizes and shapes and degrees ! of discord were fastened. There were ^ sleigh bells and cow bells and dinner j bells and all sorts of bells on the rigs ging and the old man made as much e commotion as if he had been a full brass band. He repeated this perforo" mance annually till he died, and took ? a grim satisfaction in thus squaring e bis account with the city that had n fined him. - - lf A Mean Insinuation.?He called Q for gin, and in a calm, unembarrassed 8 sort of way filled bis glass to the ' brim. "See here ray friend," expostulated S the bartender," that is gin you are v pouring out, not water." a The customer eyed him rebukingly over the top of his glass, as he slowly ' drained its contents. a "Mister," be said in a hurt tone of e voice, "do I look like a man who r would drink that much water?" r i f I6F* Charles A. Dana; editor of the 1 New York Sun, advises every person " of American origin to read the follow1 ing books: The Bible, the Declaration B of Independence, the Constitution B of the United States, Bancroft's histo" ry of the United States, McClure's Life of Lincoln, Irving's Life of Washington, Franklin's Autobiography, f Channing's Essays on Napoleon Bona' parte, Gibbon's Decline and Fall of 1 the Roman Empire, and Shakspeare. * t 1 + 9 3 The grape fruit is said to be ex cellent fo.' the relief of dyspepsia and t bilious disorders. s e 1The first nauctical person allus ded to in the Scriptures is said to be v Eve, because she was the first mate.