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'"Do, besre weodid, skain,"h an clawed thogh "The fack isljes dalwwith thiiredotrendouma what fulls Addrm bras. losat chate lel toNevaer agin, thses Gwall.in terrupteraiy," rieou onow' hof thapDe olhwoen mdne tellD e "thewat o ndth, fortime to be atr doctor'?il"o,a hn "'ITon bgrege it!" shroutedn th.Dave, a ieldingt ahiteio thrs eremdover and facea what h belloed he e ditavand teruteow , ' you kn wy frow hanp c hasmmaded mrs.Maal hooe, "andrgoouth' andtgined arfult has pne-knet to plaow in ths f Ire. tberdet"shue Daveoed and win ohile emwas aay Iteed novei fconersahinh wellowese lixcellTitae. Tea alospr ' oot tog avn ained armfu ofin-knso thexrowed on thi foeDave' sobed had passed wut awa h eatr,ad deinted conerso faGeh oaptherath thei beenodx pemot. cing. Hquckynode itain ther apon,asc by trnippdgac tov ern y .pnthey exnigpie-knot' it prl fare, them withnl lookd utp,into of:,ermin' fandan saitd in Mra loadc 'hs lpr: he a be x "eing MSheqicky enfole itant in 3OOD VALUL 1u MOne ~hese are the things y :Lse attention to our li iere in every detail and eess GO Blacks and Colors, Ph nake the prices please o sheer and lovely witt >e something else than on We Sag A s the Mower Co.'s Mill :ountv. This season's largest markets of this < anate from this departn oot we can fit up our fr Ties,' Walking Oxfords, Dave insisted upon my remarnnlg the night with him; but, as I per eived t:hat there was only one other bed 'in the house, dimly visible in the furtherest corner of the apa.rtment, and that there were two old women to be accommodated witih sleeping conveniences, anid, moreover that 'there was in that .part of the coun try a ye ry dull appreciation of the restraints and requirement of so-eall ed elegant society, I told him I would return to my home. T6ep~e dild iladies afUerwa'rds be ame my warmest friends. I had the satisfaction of seeing the other one, Mrs. Mahala Hooper, take her turn at a different fire-place, and hearing ;her, en'light-ene~d Iby "''The bu:rning pie-knots fitful flare,'" whisper to hee companion: "'Lauks, Karolin, hif it ain't a bo-o-o--y!" Six weeks after this pleasa.nt ad venture, I 'was dozing upon my lounge before a bl-azing fire, orne aftternoon, un ih an open book over my eyes. I ws a'roused by the, voice of iJave. "'Durn you, Doe,"' he saad slaiping the book from off m.: face, -.what a easy .time you have got."' "No such thing, Dave," I. replied. 'There is no 'harder life i.aan that which inelines a man to sleep i; day time." "I 'don't believe a durnedi word of it,' he continued. ''You ye got a mihty sight of books here; and that' t.h'e reason why I have come "Ah,"I said, "'how is that?'' "Whv.i Doe, I wvan'ts a name,'' said "W ell, what sort of a name'?" I asked. "'I wants a name for my little ~url"' he answered, wit.h the sun cine of h.appiness lighting up his rugged face. ''You see, Doe," he continued, "Nan.ee. she wan'tedl the hild to be called Na.nee, arter her self. Well I was willin' for that; for to tell you the truth. Doe, I would do antinu' for her to t.he bustin' of my hear-t: I do love her so much like they does in Heaven. But you see, old Mlisses Gooch, she wanted the baby ealled Karloin arter her name, Hud 1promised to give 'her a quilt, wvit'h nea-fowl's and stars a'll about over it, nen she got old enough to need it. Ten comes old Misses Hooper and t>ll us if we will call the little on'e Merhaily. hieh vou knoiw is that old wmns name, that she will give the little-g d a. ie rear churn as soon tocki 8S. FAIR AN js Worth u get at the stores of ne of Notions, Buttons, in COLORINGS and Q )ds, ForE tin and Fancy Weav. the purchasers just as % i the sheen of the merce Cotton. WE CAN "SF VILLINE inery is distinctive and I 3elections are no whit bi ountry. Latest styles, ent sent out by experiE iends, for our Shoe stoc all are here and of the 1C es she gits married and her cow has its first ealf. Well, I thought that was puttin' off things 'too fur; anrd I didn't like the~ names. So I told 'em -that I thought it would be nuth in' but right to give the .little dar lin' its mainmy's name. Would you believe it, Doe, it started a row what seemed likely to bust out the biek of my chimbliy. I havs know 'd them old whimmin' many years, and I conclud ed that nuthin' could start any' inmity betwixt them. If their rage had not been turned upon me by my choosin' my wife's name for the baby, it 's likely they would have pitehed into one another. "Git your boss out, Dave," said Nan'ce, " and go up to Doe, or Addurm, and git a na.me from one of them." "Yes," said Misses Gooch, ''corntrive your corn traviry gizzard, go along, :and let.'s see what you'll bring back.'' ."Away wit'h you," screamed old Misses Hooper, "and bring along your poetry name.' Would you believe it, Doe, them two old whimmin' was settin' in the chim bly corner, when I left home. smokin' their pipes as contented and friendly as they ever was. Human natur, Doe, is more amazin' than the seasins. So that's wh'at I wants. I wants a name for iny blessid, darlin' gift from Heaven-my baby, Doe, my baby." Two tears peeped over the edges of Dave's lower eyelids, as if to point to his heart, and then disappeared. "You shall :have it, my dear fel low, you shall have it,'' 'said I with some emotion. - "I wants a name. Doe, out'n a book. I don't want a common one, like Peggy, or Betsy, or Sally, or-'' "No, no, Dave," I went on to say. "'I will give you a name ~nich I have long kept by me to give some dear little gi.rl. It i*s a name yo will find in the Bible, D)ave, in the book of Esther, the second chapter, and seventh -verse. I am surprised that no one has fancied i.t: for I do not remember a person bearing it, though I have known many named Esther, the Assrian name of the Jewish mnaide'i who saved the Jews from massacre. Esther signifies a star: but the par ent's of the girl called her, up to the Babylonishr eaptivity, Hadassahi, which means, a myrtle tree. So call the little girl Hadassah, D*ave,-eall her Hadas'sa'b." "'It's t:he paurtiest name I ever harn.'' eried Dave, slapping hi's thigh in delight, and she shall be christe,ued so, next Sunday.'' Dave left me: and, true to his de terminat ion, the little gurl was bap tiz.d THaah During the few oSeli [D COURTEC EVGIMI the C. & G. S. MOWER Braids, Trimmings, Hc UALITIES TO MATCH ,ign and , we can please the mc 0el. In Cotton stuffs, s rizing process, almost r i0W DOWN' A LOVE kYWe Play ias always been the M! hind'as our buyer has t lovely combinations, ey nced and talented trir k is complete, Patent itest and be- t. Come a months the little creature lived ev erybody called her "Little Dassie." I was away from thome when Little Dassie died; and do not now remem ber what was the matter tvith tire child. When I returned home, a week after the sad occurrence, my first thought was to pay Dave a visit in the expectation of consoling him; but I was a.dvise'd not to doso. I w as tldd t'hat since ''Little Dassie"' died there was a ferocious grief in that dark, dingy, pine-log cabin; and that it was -dangerous .to approaeh Dave. So it wvas for many weeks afterwards. He left off going to shooting matehes and ba.rbecues, and betook himself he and Nance-of Sundays to where ever there was preaching. They lis tened attentively to the readings and saying~s of God 's minister; and at home .the open Bible was placed upon Nane's lap, and, while there was liht they spelt their way in the di reetion whither '"Li.tti Dassie"' had gone: the monosyllables of St. John, seeming to them like 'her gentle foot falls ahead of them on the narrow Now, this bri.ngs me to the second sketch, with the title: "Addurm, I warts a arber wity." As will be seen, this sketch is insepariable from the first. Only a few words 'are necessary to introduee Addurm, or Adam, proper ly. When I sayv, "few words," I mean it only in this connection with this following incident; for mueh, very -much, might be said of him, in his general character. Hie was a man of elegant culture, with a warm heart, a heart that eould easilv be touched with deep 'symp'at'hy; and withal lie was a rustic 'humorist wvho could hold his own wit:h the roughest joker. He and Dave were fast friends. Their sharp repartees at shooting matches and barbecues called fcorth the far mer 's laugh that could be heard, many furlong's around. Yet his de meanor could assume a~ polish suita ble for the halls of the highest. He wa's an amateur nurseryman; more for his amusement than for any p)e euniary profit that might arise from the business. It happened that when Dave was bowed down under grief Aam was away, like myself, and it was a year before his return. Being~ closely oceupied with his nurse-ry af f:irs after -hie reached thome. i:e knew' nthing of the recent occuIrre1ces in Davo's family. One pleasant morning in Februairy. 143, Adam, in looking down the road, reonized his friend of the ectFr IUS SERVICE I I ransocib COMPANY. '.'e give siery and Corsets. All In Domest ist exacting and we can o many and so varied, naking one believe it to LY LINE the LGOdilg Ci illinery of this city and he best afforded by the :quisite creations, em nmers. From head to Leather Pumps, Sailor nd see. Pomp piney woods slowly approaching. He did not ride at his usual dashing speed. The reins hung upon the* horse's neck, aind Dave had his left hand pressed upon the region of his heart. Notwithstanding this indica tion of suffering on the part of Dave, Adam prepared himsel* 'jr an ex-. change of rough humor. "Hello!'' he shouted, when Dave had approached near enough, "what the . devil brings you up into this part of the country?" He received no answver to this salu tation, although Dave did make an effort to speak. Poor fellow, his heart was too ful,l of sorrow. There was a strange expression of distress on his face t'hat perplexed his unin tentional tormenter, who thought the best way to bring him to his usual jovialty would 'be the continuation of the old-time rugged familiarity. "Why, can 't you speak, you lump of pine-rosini'' eontinued Adam. "What's the matter with you?" "Addurm-" He could get no fur thier, for his lips quirered with sup pressed emotion. ''Speak out, you uncouth savage!'' continued Adam. "Addurm, I want-" convulsive sobs interrupted what he wished to say, and the poor fellow pressed his horry plamns upon his eyes. .He made anot.her- attempt: "Addurm-I wants-if you please, sir-I wants a arber wity." ''And what do you want with an arbor vitae? Wouldn't a persim mon, or a sassafras, or a suniach bush do you just as well? What's got into you, pray?" ."Oh, Addurm, pleas, don't I wants a arber wity?"U replied Dave. ''What for, you 'hound?'' "'I wants to plant him-Addurm at the head-of my Little Dassy's grave."' Here the tears streamed over Dave's rough cheeks. "At the head of my Little Dassy 's grave, Addurm. MyLittle Das~sy what was born and wha.t died while you wvas gone, Ad durm." This was too much -and' too sudden for Adam. His heart gave a painful bund, and sent the blood careering over his face. To drown his emotion he eontinu:ed 'his profanity; but he could not quite keep it down. With his lips sputtering with interrupted o bch blurted out: "Ha! hello. down there! Do you .er me Torn. Jack, Sam? Ha ! I say -dig me up the finest arber vitae in the nurse rv-anrd also-a cerypto meria-and bring them here to me 0 Ic d0 "Adur, agi cre 1v," Adam"ampin ried Daveoo, "n alisit e to be."n oe Js Adh, tAdmg wi"'i fo,"n "'Silence, and listen to me. Dig a hole at the head and at t'he foot of -the grave, a hole a yard square arpt a yard deep. Fill tlie holes with rich earth and plant the arbor vitae at the head and the eryptomeria at the foot. Now go!" "Addurm, what's poor Dave done to make yo~u angry with 'him?" "Silence sir, and get out of my sight." "Don't be offended at poor Dave.' "Awiay wihbyou!" T-hey are all dead. Adam sleeps with his people; and Dave and Nance lie side by side, with Little Dassy slumbering between them, a~s sue did before she died.'I visited their graves, not long ago. The flat stone wh.eh --erva as the head-stone of Dan ha-i byv t sinking of bbe earth inis'hd o or tow-ards Dassy's gram, 3ust as5 a fabber would turn his face to his chiild sleeping by him; and tihe same thing had happened with Nance 's. I gazed upon the 'trees whieh Dave had planted. They had grown to so large a size that their branches interlocked. My emotion was. such that I was forced to turn my face away for a moment as these trees with their in terlocked branches brought to my .re collection a ru'de engraving I had once seen-a picture of the two chern bims that touched wings. Wise Provision. Washington Star. "Vr few people live to be a hun dred years old." "Yes," replied the calm philoso pher; "it's another wise provision of nature that prevents a famous man farom taking note of some of the al tercations which occur when peopie get up a centenary in his honor."~ Remote Relations. Philadelphia Press. "I know that old lady over there,"' whispered little Maggie. "Do you, dear," asked her moth e:, '"who is she?"'* "Why, she's the little lame boy