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I WHY AND WHEREFORE. I know not wlionoo I oumo, I know not wliltln-r 1 tto, r,„t ttio fiu-t ntnntl* clear Tliat I am here In this world of pleasure ana woo, Ah 1 out of the mint and murk Another truth shines plain— It is in n)v power Each day’and hour To add to Its joy or its pain. I know that tho earth ejNts, It Is none of my business why, I I'nnnot find out What it’s nil about- I would but waste time to try, 31 y life is a brief, brief thin#; I am hero for a llttlo space. And while I stay, I would like. If I may, To brighten and better tho plao* Pi 1 The trouble, T think, with ns al* Is the lack of a high conceit;, If each man thought lie was snnt to the spot To make it a bit more sweet, 'How soon we could gladden the world, How easily right all wrong. If nobody shirked And each one worked To help bis fellows along. Cease wondering why you came; Htop looking tor faults and ilaws; Rise up to-day In your pride and say: “I am part of the tlrst groat cause; Howe ver (nil tho worbj There Is room for an earnest man; It had ndted of me Or I would not be— I am here to strengthen the plan.” —Elia Wheeler Wilcox, in Forum. THE PALE RIDER IfEY wrapped Is- d ale in his blankets when they bad out- spanned, a n d placed him un der the wagon to shelter him from the night dews. He moaned a (little, bat seemed un conscious ns to who was about him aud where ho was. They made their fire near him, and sat as close to him as possible, and hoped the boy would slip off that way quiet ly during the night, without pain. Nothing more could they do to save him. Their experience of tho fever xnailo them feel assured his death would bo easy, hut the great horror was that ho should perish in the veldt wilderness, and lie but six months out from home. For the others, to whom homo was but a dim, retreating mem ory, such an end at any moment would seem natural enough -the expected finale. Hut tho hoy! He had read them scraps of his sister’s letters to him, because ho was so frankly en thusiastic about her and the fortune he wui going to astound Tier by mak ing speedily, that ho could not keep quiet about it. Lions and big game he had longed to meet beyond tho Zambesi, hut ho had loft the fever out of lu», plans. No doubt ho had told his siajt^r all about tho game. Which one q|. the party would have to write to h ’ -'t th'vleiy 1 ' (ooOivfftry. was, tried to push mo an’ drag me to the water, the more pigheaded I got. I gritted my teeth an’ held on to the bank. Next thing I knew it was morn in’ an’ tho doctor was hustlin’ ino back to tho stove sayiu’ that I’d a wonderful constitution. That’s all. Hut I tell you the people who made up these songs about ‘The Other Side of Jordan’ and ‘When Wo meet Beside tho Itiver’ and all that, know what they were talkin’ about.” Ho looked thoughtfully at the moon. “If I hadn’t been born pigheaded,” he added dreamily, “I might have been havin’ good times now with my old chum instead of wearin’ my heart out for years in this unholy country.” “Well,” said Paget, “if tho end of a fever is as easy ns that,” and ho glanced at Isdale, “with green fields and trout streams, I shouldn’t mind that way so much, though I’ve always thought I’d prefer a bullet.” “But it isn’t always that, said Cope land. “I think, sometimes, death never edmes twice in the same form. But, don’t you know, I’m sure that, under certain conditions, people whom —a—don’t yon know, ht—death, you know—Wasn’t after at all, might know, you know, he was near at hand. I’ll tell you what I mean—if I cau, yon know. I was really beastly sick when I was in the sixth form, with small pox, and lots of other fellows woro down, too. There were three or four of us in the sick hay and we pulled out all right iu tho end, except one. Wo who were convalescent wore put in a room by ourselves and had a whacking time getting well, feeding like pigs and treated like angels. But was horribly close. Tbere I was taken ill, and j tho Blakely nnrsed me, and when I was moanei nearly well it was bis turn aud I nnrsed him. “Blakely was always a silent, glum chap, aud no particular pal of mine, but we had taken up together, be cause two’s better than one, and tbere was nobody else'abont in Kimberley at the time we started oat willing to risk his life prospecting in that wild coun try, for this thing was before the Zulu war. Blakely was sick. I soon saw his chances were mighty slim to pull throngb. He had never talked to me before of where he’d come from or what he’d been doing, but now he got delirious, and began chattering at a great rate. I wasn’t more than half recovered myself, weak as a girl, and a sight more nervous than most girls. When he began to talk |to people I had never heard of, as if they were present, and to talk, too, of things it made me white to hear of, all alone in that silent, lonely hut in these horri ble, gloomy, watching mountains, I had a mind to cut and run. But whatever he had been, be was my mate now, aud I stuck by him, won dering if I’d have strength enough to bury him decently deep. One night the rains’oame on, and yon know what they are in the mountains, Tho water cam? down with a crashing roar on the huge gray rocks which nigh equalled the rolling thunder peals in the clouds. I wanted a comrade bad that night. I’djhave welcomed a Zulu. Blakely was raving, aud I was trem bling so with weakness and nervous fear I could not bring him a cup of water without spilling it. Then what mast he do? What but got it into his crazy head I was a priest, and he wanted to confess. He got out of his blankets and came to tho log of wood I was sitting on, or shaking on, and knelt at my knees. In his delirium he was far stronger than I was, and I couldn’t push him away. He blurted it all out, with oil that crash of clouds and roar of raiu to emphasize the eternal horror of it. “Those ghastly hills are full of the ghosts' of people long dead, seekers for gold. Men may laugh at the no tion, but sjieud a day aud a night among them alono, and you’ll know it for- certain. They were all out that night iu the storm, in and about our hut, and Blakely knew it, too, for if over a man was in a hurry to confess and get absolution, he was that night. I’m not going to tell you the story in full. ludeed, ho was often incoher ent. He’d been iu Australia with a chap he called simply Tom, prospect ing, of course. They’d had bad luck, and were about giving it up when Tom got news from homo inclosing a draft for some hundreds of pounds, a leg acy left him. Off the two went to town to cash tho draft, and I suppose lakeljLthougbt that Toih would H 8e lH-J on At non than on ottio*'^ emmnt ©IJI reotly over tho camp. In its light the thin bushed veldt glimmered as au ocean of silvery billows, close bound ed by solemn shadows. From these shadows what would come to tho men to-night, stalking unseen through tho midst of them, hearing the sword of death? 1 Copeland laid his pipe down and knelt beside Isdale, feeling his pulse. “How is it?” Pngetasked when Jack came back. “Very feeble. He don’t know me at all. Smiles and whispers something about going fishing with Judy iu tho river. Wants to know why it’s so cold to-day oh the banks.” “Judy’h his sistBr,” Paget said. “He showed me her photo. I fancy they were a lonely pair—playmates.” “Fishin’ in the river, eh?”oldHau- nen grumbled in his gray beard. “Then it’s all up with the kid. It’s alwaysr the river when they’ro goiu’ off. It was so with me, too.-” Somebody laughed grimly. “When did you die, Hannon?’* “I didn’t. Alight say t wouldn’t. It was on tho Northwest plains of the Btates, aud I was hunting with a party of Eastern swells; Got typho-malarial, same as Isdale got his, don’t know how. Nobody else got it. They dropped me at a half abandoned army post, for there was no town near, and put me iu tho soldiers’ hospital. I was in an awful bad way—a most interesting -case, the bloomin’ doctor told me af ter. aud off my head most of the time, thin! I was afraid of the lookin’ glass for a month after it was over. They had swing doors at the end of the ward, an’ the bed at the doors was .called tho death bed, because it was handy, you know, to get a cpjd man out without disturbing tho other pa tients. So one evening when I was lying in a cot near a big box stove the doctor came round, and ‘Put him in the death bod,’ says ho to the hos pital steward, ‘he’ll go some time to night.’ They- thought I couldn’t hear, I suppose, but I did, aud was too bad ly sick to care a rap. They changed me, an’ put a screen round me an’ left me to die whenever I got ready. “I suppose I went right off my head •gain. I had the queerest dreams, off through tho prettiest green fields yon ever saw, with hedges and daisies au’ children playin’ in them, only I was cryin’ fill the time becanse I was ao cold. Somehow I got to a river, not a big one, it seemed, yet it was sort of dark on the other side, and the water was tumblin’ down, brown and noisily, like a trout stream in the Scotch hills. I lay down about ten yards from the bank an’ it was awful cold. Years and years before a boy I’d been chums with at school had died an’ I’d near broke my heart about it. Now, from the other side of that river that boy sang out to me, only his voice wasn’t very near like: ‘Why don’t you come, Jim? You can wade across.’ An’ somethin’ seemed at the same time to be drawin’ me to tho water. Well, I wouldn’t; I was born pighead ed, I suppose. It was too cold an’ that settled it. The more the boy called and the more it, whatever it .5i*y- “I was pretty weak and one night I woke up about 12 o’clock with the most ghastly feeling. I could barely breathe and I couldn’t cry out for the nurse. I knew somehow at once that death was in tho house. I was cov ered with a cold sweat and my breath seemed to come with terrible effort, thought it was me who was wanted aud I never thought of praying, you know, or anything like jthat. I did like Hanneu. I bit tho pillow and held on dospafrately. I fancy it lasted about ten miautes, and then there was suddenly the sweetest relief. The sweat passed, I breathed gently and weut to sleep again, but I knew death had passed and taken somebody. “In tho early morning I was awake when the nnrse came with her medi cines, and I asked her at once, ’What time did Charley^die?’ Charley, you -mUJ But Tom was siok efif vn* . to get back to England. I tell yon, it was a beastly cruel thing to sit shiver ing on that log and listen to Blakely excusing himself for what he did. Tom cashed his draft in gold and Blakely, when they were staying in the same room in a tavern where they had been drinking that night, crept to his sleeping mate’s bunk, dashed a knife into his heart, and took the money and got safe away. It eased the wretch to confess, for he slipped back to his blankets and lay on bis back, quiet, with his eyes closed. The storm kept up, and I sat sweating there, afraid to stay with the murderer and afraid to go out among the howl ing devils in the hills. I was so weak and unstrung I sat just moaning and crying and stuffing my ear s against the riot of the rains. “First I knew I began to shiver Prayer, while Blakely muttered and howled. I e miner again, but I dared np. ;oa, Blakely!’ 1m, sail that gold of mine?' d it again and again through hideous night. Death piay- ■t and mouse, and I lay there, g one minnte and sweating , while Blakely’s screams and help and for the priest rose above the noise of the rain and under. At last 1 heard the voiee sound out with a shout ctive triumph: me, Blakely, come!’ “T ere was a long, long series of howlc and I heard Blakely straggle and ■ urglo and choke, and then it was t 1 still, and the hut grew warm er.' , SThen I dared to look np the had dribbled off and it was That,” said the old elephant , “was one shape Death took sing.” ody spoke. The fire was fail- ut nobody moved to revive it. oon was on the ragged reef of st peaks, and the shadows were g in about the party, while s yelped and whined dismally in unseen depths. The old hunter forward to relight his pipe with ber, and just then there was a cry of pleasure from the bundle ankets under the wagon. T?:e tarted up and Paget stooped to !iis arm under Isdale’s shoulders. t>oy was struggling to sit up and relight showed his face, his eyes led with joy. He stretched out rms, oblivious of Paget, of all of lj udy, Judy ■” he said quite clearly, e been looking for you this side so long. How did you get ss? Stay there—I’m coming— coming. It’s not deep, but it’s d—so cold!” ‘He dropped back and Paget cov- d his face as the others stood out, uncovered. Two days afterward Penby and his Kaffir rode into camp, after two weeks’ absence, with medicines and tho mail he had been sent for. There was a letter with a deep black border for Isdale. “Of course,”* said old Hannen. “She’s dead. Judy was dead before him. Ho saw her on the other side.” —New York Sun. Hodgkins’ Disease. Hodgkins’ disease, which caused the death of a Yale student, is a curi ous, but, fortunately, a comparatively rare affection. It is characterized by the appearance of glandular tumors, first appearing iu the neck and arm- pits aud extending in groups through out other portious of the body. Young adults are the most frequent subjects. ^Tho malady is always associated with ■tTpi w> e r t frrrrTerrrA)T-^TTg M . .i,l, know, was tho boy loft in the sickbay, a ant ^—i as t like Mr. Cope- Anri rrAMnArl oml nalrrxd ma 1ft 11(1 wll8H ll6 WftS lit ScllOol—I felt She stared aud gasped and asked me who had been in the room talking to me. I told her’nobody.’ She looked frightened, and told me I was foolish to think of such nonsense, and all that sort of thing, yon know. But she ran out and ^brought ju the doctor, who chaffed me, you know, but felt my pulse and hia eyes looked strange. They stuck it out between them that Charley was all right, but I knew from their eyes they were afraid to tell the truth, because of the shock it might give us iu our weak state. They owned up after we were strong that Charley did die at 12 o'clock that night. But why, I wonder, you know, did Death pass so close to m« on his way? The other fellows rested quietly that night, and Charley was too far off in that big school for mo to hear any noise in hi 1 } room.” Paget rose up and whispered to Is dale to ask if he wished for anything, but the sick lad was unconscious. “He’ll remain like that, do you think?” ho asked softly as he came back to the fire. No lone answered. Tho moon was sailing now toward the shadowy peaks of the gloomy distant mountains. From the darkness of the far veldt came suddenly the long alarmed cry of a deer pounced on by a lion. Isdale muttered and moved, and Copeland threw wood on tho fire and stirred it into a fierce blaze. A low voice spoke from the side of the fiames furthest from the wagon. “You were right, Mr. Copeland,” said Maynard, the old elephant hunter, “right according to my idea about Death coming never twice in just the same shape. It seems to me he studies the man he’s sent after, aud has his orders to disguise himself ac cording—merciful or vengeful. But there may be more thau that. I saw something once which made me think that the Lord sometimes allows wronged dead man to come back at the appointed time aud do Death’s work. It was in the .north Transvaal country, long before gold was found on the Witwatersrand, but a man called Blakely and I were prospecting and keeping as far away as we could from the Boers on one hand and the Zulus on the other. We built a bit of a hut in a ravine in the hills and lay was death coming and thought it was for me. I was nearer dead than alive. The hut grew cold as an ice box and suddenly, as I shivered, the strip of canvas wo had fastened for a door was pulled aside and in walked a likely looking young fellow, calm ns could bo. Ho was dressed in a shabby blue shirt aud loose jacket, broad slouch hat and heavy miner’s boots and he carried a long open clasp knife in his right hand. Ho paid no attention to me, but walked straight to Blakely’s side with au ugly look. “ ‘Holloa,’Biakely!’ he said,‘where’s that gold of mine?’ “Blakely opened his eyes with a gurgle iu his throat and tried to scream out and couldn't; but the look on his face was fearful. The miner waited for no answer, but raised his knife and dashed it down on the mur derer’s breast. I couldn’t call out or move. But just as tho point touched Blakely’s skin it stopped and the miner and it were gone, not out of the door—God knows how. Then my mate found voice and strength and sat np iu bed and screamed—a fearful scream, and he fell back, turniug to me. “ ‘Water,’ he whispered. ‘Oh, may, I thought I was gone—I had such a horrible dream!’ “I couldn’t move; I couldn’t get him water; I could only sit and shake and try to pray. Blakely closed his eyes again, moaning weakly, and so lay until the hut grew cold again and the canvas was lifted aside and the miner stepped in as before and np to tho blankets. His face wore hideous, mocking, cruel smile. “’Halloa, Blakely!’ho said, ‘where’s that gold of mine?’ “Again Blakely gurgled with ter ror-stricken eyes, and again the knife fell and again stopped just in time. The miner vanished and Blakely screamed in agony, and then turned to me and begged me to give him a drink and hold his hand. “ ‘I’m dying! I’m dying!’ he howled. ‘I’m going! Tom’s come for me!’ “Lord forgive me! I couldn’t move, save to slip to the ground and hide my face, and say over and over relative increase of its white colls, also with marked enlargemsntof the spleen and changes in the bone marrow, and generally ends fatally within two years after the first appearance of symp toms. The swellings, which are at first isolated, vary from the size of a beau to that of a hen’s egg, and final ly multiply and coalesce, forming an almost continaous chain of growths, those encircling the neck being often larger in circumference than the head. The early removal of the primary enlargements is sometimes beneficial and occasionally curative, but, as a rule, the fundamental error of nutri tion, which is at tho bottom of all the trouble, is scarcely possible of correc tion by internal remedies. The pre disposing causes of the disease are not hereditary in character. In a fair proportion of cases the initiatory swelling of the glands is caused by some comparatively trivial ailment, snehas an ulcerated tooth, an inflamed throat or a “running” ear. Life is terminated by exhaustion. Some times, however, death resuits from suffocation or from starvation in con- seqnence of obstructive growths in the throat.—New York Herald. CURIOUS FACTS. AU begars in Italy must be duly li censed. It has been figured out that one man ol Berlin, Canada, Mr. E. Pinke, has 272 relatives in the town. A highly prized American coin is the Lord Baltimore farthing, for which as high as $360 has been paid. The city of Damascus, in Syria, is sq ancient that no record of its origin can be discovered in any written his tories. In Teneriffe the people communicate with each other at a distance of over four miles by au organized system of whistling. A healthy man with a good appetite and average drinking capacity assimi lates in seventy years 961 tons of ma terial, solid and liquid. Celluloid collars, matches and some powder caused an explosion ami fire in a traveler’s trunk at a railway sta tion iu Anniston, Teun. On tho Yukon, at a distance of from 700 to 800 miles from the sea, there are many points where the river is twenty miles wide. An Ohio dog whose master died eighteen months ago spends two days of every week at the grave. He has never missed a week in the year aud a half, and is gradually grieving himself to death. The well in which hung “Thef Old Oken Bucket” is situated on the edge of Marshfield, onlv a short distance from Scituate Centre, or from North Sciluate, iu the Cape Cod part of Mas sachusetts. The eldest sous of living peers can only sit in the British House of Lords as peers after being {fpecially created such in the lifetime of their fathers— a practice only resorted to in very ex ceptional cases. 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Sir Humphrey Davy, however, showed that during their ac tion on each other both the acid and the alkali underwent decomposition, and that, while water is formed by tho union of the oxygen of the alkali and the hydrogen of the acid, tho sodium of the former combines with the chlo rine of the latter to form chloride of sodium, and this term is the scientific designation of salt, which, paradoxical as it may seem, is not a salt. At *one time nearly the whole of tho salt used as food and for industrial purposes was obtained from the sea, and in many countries where the climate is dry -and warm, and which have a con venient seaboard, a great quantity of salt is still obtained. In Portugal more than 250,000 tons are annually prodnoed, and the same quantity ap proximately is obtained on the Atlantic and Mediterranean coasts of France. Spain has salt works in the Balearic Islands, tho Bay of Cadiz and else where, which turn out annually 300,- 000 tons, and even the small seaboard of Austria produces from 70,000 to 100,000 tons. Four Hundred Thousand Cats. There ore said to be 400,000 cats in London, of which half are “nnat- toebed,” and live largely on" refuse. I* one district (near a very large and famous brewery in London the sport ing oats go regularly as soon as the brewery gates are opbu to hunt rats ip the brewery “stores.” She makes house-to-house missionary canvasses. She is a product of Kan sas. Having been bothered a good deal by bay thieves a Coddingtou County (South Dakota) farmer lay in wait for them one night. One of his neigh bors came along and loaded a wagon with the watcher’s hay aud started to drive away. The owner of the hay erept up behind the wagon and fired the hay in several places. The thief had just time to get off the load and cut his horses loose to escape the flames. The hay and the wagon were destroyed. Story of Waterloo. Some particulars concerning Victor Baillod, the French Waterloo veteran whose death was recorded recently, are furnished by M. Millet, the Mayor of the little town of Carisey, where he lived. The fact that Baillod was 104 years old seems to be well authenticat ed. He had the St. Helena medal, and also the Cross of the Legion of Honor. It was three years before Waterloo that he was drafted into the French Army under the conscription law, and he first served under Mar shal Davout at Colmar. This is a de scription of Waterloo which he gave a short time before his death: “Ah! Waterloo. There were plenty of men there, aud the cannon roar was deafening. The corn grew high, but when the cavalry had passed over it roadways were left in its wake. The more Napolen advanced the more the enemy retreated. Did I see Napo leon? Yes, indeed, I did. He never stood still, but was all over the battle field at once. As to the battle. 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